Mistress Muse is a Sassy Lass
Blows in on the Wind leaves Twice as fast
Best Be Plumed Quill in Hand
An Erect Easel, with Keyboard Manned
Else, Her Aura flutters Away.
Self Phenomed Foolish Pride?
We Can’t be Distracted, or Preoccupied
Mistress Muse Shares Nada.
Paint it, Write it, or Devil Wears Prada
Other Valentine’s Her Prowl.
Like Moonbeams Twinkling
Through Tinted Glass, Mistress Rests
Non – Subservience Passed
Those Recognizing Gifts Put to Use
Capture the Moment Not A
Second To Lose , But,
Oh, Where Is Mistress Muse?
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Dang! She was here a minute ago…
Great poem Paul!!
Ahhh, this is marvelous! Can’t think of anything witty–you’ve done it all! Bravo!!
Wonderful, Paul! Still you’ve given her a shake and now she’s awake with a great touch of humour too! God bless you.
Erato can be quite elusive even to her loyal patrons.
Good Poem Paul! :)
Thanks for the visit and the comment – I’ll keep it in reserve! :)
God Bless My Friend! :)
Prenin.
Very cool and stirring.
Lovely poem Paul, up to your usual standard :)
She’s an elusive one, isn’t she!
And then there’s times that she just sneaks up on you and expects you to drop everything and tend to her every whim!!
It does not matter to her that you have something to do, or want a life, or are trying to make one…
Diva, she is, that Mistress Muse…
Good one.
She’s cruel – but luckily I’m forgetful.
Here’s another comment – to see if I can turn on the link to my own blog.
she’s M.I.A for me at the moment too. Thankfully, I have a few posts in reserve