Joyce Johnson Poet Quatrain

Where Is She

Forsaken by my muse, I've been in tears.
For days she has not answered to my call.
Has she found other poets for her wares?
Younger and fairer, who demand her all?

Dear Muse I beg you, nay I do beseech.
Do not abandon me for untried verse.
Though fame and fortune's been beyond my reach,
Perhaps your new found poet could be worse.

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Sara Kendrick September 30, 2011 at 4:23 PM Enjoyed...I have those times..Congrats on your win..Sara

Kash Poet September 30, 2011 at 4:18 PM Congratulations Joyce on your win...enjoyed.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 30, 2011 at 11:47 AM Congrats Joyce on HM with this glorious write and entry luv..

Carol Sunshine Brown September 30, 2011 at 10:05 AM Good morning and congratulations on your win in Brian's "Verse" contest Joyce. Love, Carol

Elizabeth Wesley September 24, 2011 at 8:41 PM Again, you capture a story with ease and give the reader valuable insights in what you are saying. Just lovely!

Prince Ekpemandu September 24, 2011 at 7:15 AM i pray he hears you..he should....