Musing, amusing, where you are?
Been days, an age, you gone too far?
How is the journey, bumpy bars?
Across the meadow, is the land too far?
Briefly, some grief, hopped over,
now the time is bright, some even say right,
so come on now, why don’t you come over?
We will play once more the wordy war
feeble be the story no more.
Mused, amused, where you are?
Time’s a wasting, time’s awaiting
all for your whim, your glory.
Muse, my muse, why so weary?
It’s only pen and paper I carry.
(Going off the recent affinity to comic scripts, here’s a dip if the toe quite flamboyant indeed. You like? Any thoughts?)
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awesome poem. Fun to read
Thank you Scott. 🙂 it was fun to write.
We all play this game with the Muse don’t we? Very cleverly done! 🙂
Hope you’re doing well! 🙂
Heya stranger! 🙂 I’m well. How have you been?
I’m good, came back into blogging a little while ago, so thought I’d stop by. Hows the writing going?
It’s going slow, but a dozen things happening at the same time, so that’s good. How is writing going for you?
Yes, that is good! 🙂
I’m finally writing a little fiction, so happy but battling anxiety and trying to follow through! 🙂
Just keep going. Anxiety is rough I know, but keep going. 🙂 have you been posting on your blog? It’s not coming on my feed these days.
Thanks! Yes, powering through is the way to go! 🙂 I have started posting again, mostly post on weekends. Here’s a link to a recent poem: https://undershadow.wordpress.com/2015/04/18/summer-rain-love/