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Return of Poetic Impulsion
Me : Where are you?
Muse : I’m in the niche you made for me new.
Me : I was missing you, what were you doing?
Muse : I was sleeping.
Me : It had been for a long while.
Muse : Yes, you let me hibernate while you walked
in the wasteland many a mile.
Me : I had awful time mired in mundane misgivings
quite a few.
Muse : But you used to be imaginative, marveling at the
beauty of nature, making you creative.
Me : I seemed to have lost the VIVGYOR vision, not active.
Muse : Don’t worry, I’m awake now, take you on the
poetic journey in the garden you walked before.
Me : Yes, I remember. It’s the spring time now,
my garden is blooming, enticing me to write
a poem on roses I adore.
(Thus, my poetic impulse returned)
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December 8, 2022
Contest : Dialogue Proficiency
Sponsored by : Matt Caliri
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Subimal Sinha-Roy
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