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Missing My Muse's Warm Breath on My Neck: A Rhyme to Entertain

Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.


It doesn't matter how the paint is put on, as long as something is said.

-- Jackson Pollock

There are times I feel on top of this game

as if dealt some good cards out of the deck

writing comes easy with no expertise to claim

as I sense the warm Muse's breath on my neck.

Then there are times when I'd like to share

but all those good words won't come to mind

my Muse taking the day off or just doesn't care

so I've got to look for my fun of some other kind.

There's something to do more often than not

and both my reader and I could use a break

anyway writing is not something really hot

and pausing is good for moderation sake.

So I deceive myself while out of an inspiration

as some lying comes helpful at such times

when mind is too lazy for some creation

way too dry to think of any rhymes.

While missing the Muse, my creative leader

something else may intrude into my mind

it's missing that touch with my reader

as if they are always left behind.

'Cause this writing may feel so one-sided

nothing like exchange of a friendly chat

so in this pause by my Muse provided

I'm thinking of readers and all that.

© 2022 Val Karas

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