No Show Apollo

I was hoping to commune with 
Apollo 
On this cold bright sunny 
morning
So up I jumped from my nice 
warm bed
Just before the day was 
dawning

So there I stood myself and 
me
The picture of isolation
Waiting for something to flip 
the switch
That begins the transformation. 

But Apollo must have been 
busy 
Conducting a band of celestial 
musicians
Or maybe he was busy 
assisting
A team of stoic operating 
physicians

So the pool of light far out to 
sea
That stirred the imagination
Remained a shimmer pool of 
light
Due to my no show inspiration
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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