The Muse
Something I wrote tonight... needs work and insights from others...
Throwing this one out raw and ready for suggestions.
The Muse
I play my instrument,
to strings of life to others
The pleasure in giving, to my detriment
tormented by my brothers
To feel the pain we share
In selling our soul to please
In baring our souls we dare
In playing our part we tease
At times we play instruments...
A piano, A guitar, A chime...
A bass, A sax, A drum or Trombone
All to please as so inclined
The muse is a fuse
To ignite the spirit...
In playing the part we choose
To lose ourselves and dare it.
rlm '10
Copyright © Robert Long Mellott | Year Posted 2011
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