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Muse Insists
Oh,
inside of
me dwells a
voice I call Muse.
Mostly just whispers
but, he never ever leaves me
I have a great affection for Muse
and my feelings are mixed up with his.
Sometimes, Muse I wish for total solitude
could you lower your piercing, demands please.
In the loudest roar, Muse insists that I listen
he does not care if I am sleeping in bed
or I am going for a sweet nature walk
that voice is thunderous and loud.
Stop dearest and write a poem
for this is so important
your pen must drip
we have words to
share in ink
now.
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January 3, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/Muse Insists
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1100-727-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the Standard contest, My Loudest Feelings
sponsor, Caren Krutsinger, Judge 01/2019
First Place
Submitted into the contest, POEM ON POETRY MUSE
sponsor, Beata Agustin
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Constance La France
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