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Muse

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A-muse-d She may be

Each day, when I so

Desperately seek her out.

She smiles, at the nick of time.

Graciously lets me swagger

(in the belief I masterminded them)

In the surfeit of words she shares.

She brings Magic, she does.

Even I, in my arrogance,

Must admit.

The kind that stretches

Beyond imagination;

Past spells cast to

Invoke, evoke, rebuke, choke…

She stays, companionably,

Inclining her sagacious head

Watching me chisel and hone a notion.

I might not acknowledge her,

Yet she lingers, a sheen in her  gentle eyes

That you could mistake for moisture.

Happy? Pride? The ramble

Exceeds expectation?

Maybe the cold shoulder I give

Could be it, too.

How she waits, so patient…

But the walls are up

And the gates are locked…

 

Till that desperate cry, for help

Leaks out, faintly.

She fixes her smile,

Waits upon the whims

And allows the rambler

To think she, herself, is the Muse.

13 April, 2018, Day#13 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

6 thoughts on “Muse

  1. Be cheeky to a teacher and you’d be admonished
    But if the teacher is cheeky you’d be astonished
    The tongue-in-cheek
    Moreover’s not meek
    Into herself, the Muse has vanished!

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  2. This reminds me of a story of a sculptor and her ware
    When complimented for her flair
    Says that the statue was already there
    I just removed unwanted bits to lay it bare.

    Absolutely brilliant. And i think that the muse is partial to you.😀

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