The Lost Muse
Where is my muse am feeling dire
It's wonderful how she does inspire
Nowhere to be found am left alone
Hit brick wall with mighty groan.
Need to search all forest trails
Magical atmosphere deeply inhale
Where inspiration can be found
Infertile pen becomes unbound.
Muse is found feel so much better
Realms of paper written with pleasure
Scribbled all night and most of day
Anxiety is gone it's quite passé
Pixabay image byDarkMoon_Art
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