While Poets Sleep

Muses stray, as darkness beguiles the light While poets sleep there casts a shadowed pall Enchanted prose now languishing in blight Night’s spell has ways of vexing what has been Verse once unbowed is now seduced to crawl The baleful Nyx has cast her nightly spin The poet’s lot - to reignite the flame The life inscribed in daylights metered rays Are listless words as gloaming’s curse has tamed Exhort your pen dear bard and foray hence Win back this forlorn script from night’s malaise Restore the sculpted word to present tense Muses stray, as darkness beguiles the light The poet’s lot - to reignite the flame Note – Nyx (Greek Goddess of the Night) For Cornish Sonnet Contest – 16 Mar 2014