Terry Flood Poet Rhyme

Pulsating Muse

She visits but she won’t stay long
Though where she goes to, no-one knows
My words all seem to come out wrong
As she departs and takes my prose
I like to think
I’m saving ink

It’s clear in me she does belong
My notions won’t form nice neat Rows
Was not our symbiosis strong
As slow she comes and quick she goes
The empty page…
It’s all the rage




15 June 2022
Contest: Posie Poetry
Sponsor: Emile Pinet

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Jenna Logan July 1, 2022 at 2:22 AM There is a sense of mystery about this one, Terry. Your muse? A fun read and congratulations for making Emile's winner's list. Terry Flood July 1, 2022 at 12:31 PM Thanks, Jenna. My muse is not a thing or a person, it’s just whatever little collection of grey cells it is that fire off ideas in my head. But ‘she’ has been one cantankerous lady lately, coming and going at her leisure. Hence this poem. Terry

Sara Kendrick June 30, 2022 at 12:33 PM Congrats on this winner in Emile's contest. Way to go. Sara Terry Flood June 30, 2022 at 12:46 PM Thanks, Sara. Congrats to you too. Terry

Paula Goldsmith June 30, 2022 at 12:24 PM Congratulations on your win. A wonderful write. I love your ending. Enjoy your win, day/weekend with blessings........... Terry Flood June 30, 2022 at 1:17 PM Thanks, Paula. So glad you enjoyed. Terry

Emile Pinet June 30, 2022 at 9:53 AM Congratulations Terry! Your poem earned a distinguished place in my contest. This contest was challenging, but your poem made the best ten poems list, well done my friend, Emile.

David Kavanagh June 15, 2022 at 10:33 AM Damn these muse things Terry, you need inspiration, go read over your (No God of mine) best poem ever imo, it’s my default poem when needing some firepower, Go get em our Tel, cheers David David Kavanagh June 15, 2022 at 2:13 PM No it’s not just you Terry, You where certainly inspired writing that one, but it needs a better outlet than the soup can offer, try not let it sink into oblivion here, cheers! Terry Flood June 15, 2022 at 12:03 PM It’s funny how when our muse deserts us and we browse our previous ‘works’, we wonder how we ever wrote ‘that’. Or is that just me? Thanks for your very kind comment re ‘No God Of Mine’. I’m not a conceited person but I always felt that that one was Stephen King-esque. Thanks David, Terry.

L Milton Hankins June 15, 2022 at 10:28 AM My muse seems to take a day or two off every once in a while. I surely do miss her and am so happy when she returns. L Milton Hankins June 15, 2022 at 12:12 PM My very best good wishes to you, Terry. Terry Flood June 15, 2022 at 12:06 PM Now my ‘project’ is done (just need to check over a second proof) I’m hoping I can drag my muse, by the hair, back to her desk and yell, ‘Think Girl!’ Here’s hoping. Thanks, Milt.

Jennifer Proxenos June 15, 2022 at 9:35 AM My muse is very temperamental, perhaps because she comes from Greek stock, but i did fire her once, and a year later she was back. I think we could do without them at times, having said that I pleaded with her once to cut her holiday short! Always great to read your poems Terry. Hugs, blessings, Jennifer Terry Flood June 15, 2022 at 12:10 PM Thanks, Jennifer, I’d been sensing her absence for quite some time before she seemed to slam the door behind her. Took a bit of a break from poetry by getting involved in er… um… poetry. Weird… but a fact none-the-less. Terry

Tom Cunningham June 15, 2022 at 4:12 AM I think they all abandon us from time to time Terry but when they run out of money they soon come back lol. Tom Terry Flood June 15, 2022 at 6:54 AM Unfortunately, Tom, my muse dwells entirely in my own head so if she runs out of money… It means I’m skint. C’est la vie. Terry