Calliope - Muse Of Poetry Poem by Stan Rodriguez

Calliope - Muse Of Poetry



Waiting in the afternoon
for a thought to get me started

Locking all the doors and windows
but a thought—it brought me not

I may have to give up quotas
there're tearing me apart

Paint or draw a pretty picture may be the answer
to my plight—for my muse keeps on refusing
to introduce me to the light

Wanting me to stop all action
and just lie there, nice and die.

Wish I had another answer…
I'm just waiting a reply.

Friday, May 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
The Muse 18 May 2018

She will one day Stan. Be patient :)

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