writers block (Remove filter)
Dear Muse
Hide away
if you must.
I don't understand
what prompts you
to surface anyway.
I will do like I always do,
show up on the page,
stumble through what
I was put on earth to do,
share my truth.
I know even though you
fly away again and again
to do whatever muses do,
you will come back,
when I least expect
and light up my soul
with your beautiful words,
like you alwa...
Wednesday 27th March 2019 8:25 pm
My Muse
You have come to visit me.
Welcome. I have missed you.
I often see you hiding behind the laundry,
patiently waiting until the neverending chores are done.
Then, when I finally sit down to talk,
you disappear like an unwritten dream,
leaving me speechless.
Today, for the moment,
you are here
and I have so much to say.
Won't you stay
and be my friend?
My Muse Replies:
"Yo...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 4:06 pm
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