My muse, she’s generous
To a fault
She’s patience, personified.
She’s my alter ego,
Ignored. Sometimes forgotten,
Sometimes beseeched…
Always there. Waiting.
Until I’m done dithering.
Until I show her, this time
I mean it.
My Muse. See?
How forgiving she is!
3 April, 2021 Day#3 of Napowrimo 2021

April 4, 2021 at 1:00 pm
Fifteen pretty dots as an ode to her Muse
Mandala-ishly, they felicitiously fuse
Her forgiving heart
Inspired the art
And a promise, this time, not to be a ruse!
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April 5, 2021 at 6:54 pm
Too relatable. 🙂
“Alter ego, ignored…” I love how you describe it. Too accurate 😛
My muse, too, if I can call it that, must be exasperated beyond belief.
Let’s hope I’ll be forgiven, too, when I beseech it!
🙂
(Psst… I’ll tell you a secret… when I’m lurking here it usually means I’m trying to rev up my own muse 😉 )
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April 6, 2021 at 1:00 pm
Malavika, I’m touched that you shared that! Deeply honoured too 💞💞💞 Thank you so much!
My Muse isn’t quite happy with the what’s expressing itself, but she is kind! 😘
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April 7, 2021 at 9:11 am
Oh, beautiful!!
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April 7, 2021 at 9:48 am
Thank you so much for being here and sharing your kind words Rohini!
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