My Muse Poem by Tammy Ashton

Where are you my muse?
Why do you leave me?
Why do you make me suffer for so long?
Will you ever grace me with your presence again?

What am I to write?
Please muse show yourself.
Guide my hand across this blank page.
Help me find my words.

Why do you taunt me?
You plant the seed of an idea in my mind
only to let it die before it matures

Where are you my muse?
Why do you leave me?
Why do you make me suffer for so long?
Will you ever grace me with your presence again?

When you are with me
words flow like music from my pen
my thoughts cascade on to the page
as if a dam has burst in my mind
I am fueled by enthusiam
and we write until dawn
I feel content, fulfilled
happy

Where are you my muse?
Why do you leave me?
Why do you make me suffer for so long?
Will you ever grace me with your presence again?