My muse has been suffering from laziness, over tiredness, or something of that sort. But today, it unexpectedly decided to get its bum off the couch and give me...
From The Aspiring Bard
Portrait of a Spring Day
Black roads
Brown clay
Fresh blooms
Cold day
Dark sky
Sun ray
Rain drips
Calves play
Green fields
Clouds grey...
In one
Spring day.
Rainy 4th of April
Daffodils crouch down
To weep, to drown,
Beneath a sobbing sky.
Timid April shivers -
Cold breeze passes by.
I'm wondering...is it really OK to use the words 'muse' and 'bum' in the same paragraph? I feel like I might have just torn a hole in the fabric of the universe.
From The Aspiring Bard
I really like the second poem, very well done!
ReplyDeleteWell - no hurricanes or earthquakes going on here, so I guess its alright to say 'muse' and 'bum' in the same sentence. :D
Well, that's a comfort.
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