Wait

Oh, my dear muse, why must you bruise, my heart like bad art while we’re on a cruise. We fuss and fight, get out of my sight; you lose. You’re wrong, you wore a thong, it’s big news! It’s a shame, you are so lame, I got the blues. Oh, wait! Let's make a clean slate, but you must choose. Don’t you care? Live on a dare, notice the clues. If you must; don’t wear rust, it will confuse. Wear a hot pink thong; sing a song; it’ll defuse.

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Bill Baker

Date: 5/20/2023 2:01:00 PM

An amusing rhyme poem, Alexis. Sometimes you just have to let a muse go where she wants to, wearing whatever. lol Fun read. A poet friend in Texas, Bill

Sara Kendrick

Date: 5/19/2023 12:32:00 PM

Well, on a cruise it is definitely not a good idea to fight and I am not so sure about the hot pink thong either. LOL. Thanks for sharing and for dropping the my page. Sara

Stephan McBride

Date: 5/19/2023 8:24:00 AM

This is hilarious, : )

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/18/2023 3:55:00 PM

Cool monorhyming. I think I could never go to the beach in a thong!

Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/18/2023 2:13:00 PM

What a concept.. Pangir

Anisha Dutta

Date: 5/17/2023 11:46:00 PM

Nicely composed. Love.

Jan Allison

Date: 5/17/2023 11:23:00 PM

lol Alexis I think my muse must be wearing sexy lingerie cos I am writing so much again. Just let thoughts drift into your head and write them down - took me 10 months to come back to writing:-( hugs jan xx

Lin Lane

Date: 5/17/2023 12:52:00 PM

Alexis, you don't need a muse to write. Look inside for those emotional thoughts, or listen to song birds. They always give me reasons to write something lyrical. Hugs, sweet friend.