Woke up this morning
No muse comes to mind
The mind has no music
My eyes have gone blind
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Your muse was only hiding. It was tucked away. But you coaxed it on to come out and play. We know this is true by the new muse you mused!
Well, there you go... it worked! Which adds grist to my conception of the muse, being that he or she need not be present to have effect... indeed absence may help. t x
:) . Your muse is just inside, hiding, testing you! Nice poem David. M.
Well David after all the new 'words' while I've been asleep, it appears to me that you found your muse and this muse is ever so glad you have....This one gives a feel good all over feeling....thanks...........marci. :) xo