Writers' Pantry #81 and my muse is suffering from a severe case of speechless, and refuses to help me with some bit of titillating rhyme. I can only describe my sorry state. Submitted to Poets and Storytellers United, August 1, 2021. (Art is my own).
SPEECHLESS
Good morning, Muse, and what’s on your mind
Others have poeted, and we’re quite behind
They’ve been very eloquent and ever so wise
And here we are, seemingly fresh out of tries.
Heaven knows we’re capable of a powerful write
So, why are we coming up only with trite?
Memories like dust motes captured in sunbeams
Fail to inspire me this morning, it seems
Perhaps love words, romantic and tender
Rapturous words of sesquipedalian splendor
I’m certain I have something of import to say
…...but for now I’ll save it for some future day.
You and your muse have the yummiest sense of humor. I love how your speechlessness says so much. And I love your use of "poeted".
ReplyDeleteYou call this stumbling and stammering and coming up empty? Dream on! This is such fun to read, Beverly. Thanks a bunch to you and your sweet muse!
ReplyDeleteEbb and flow. I once wrote a want-ad poem: Muse Wanted.
ReplyDeleteHere is hoping you come up with something IMPORTANT. But I quite like the trivial and foolish writes as well. Probably because I indulge in those also.
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Trivial and foolish? Ouch! Here I was thinking they were clever humor...................
DeleteLucky you, as your muse was preparing something for you all along.
ReplyDeleteeven Carl Sandburg can have an off-day, then what about us mere mortals?
ReplyDeleteactually, your Muse is on a roll and delights us with this witty poem. :)
Your Muse is a naughty wit and a splendid rhymer, and not TOO sesquipedalian (I know cos I had to look it up).
ReplyDeleteSmiling broadly here in Bend ... at least Ms. Doggerel Muse didn't show up.
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