My muse continues to abuse
her position. She will refuse
to use her skills to help me out
That she’s in charge she has no doubt.
But I have bad news for my muse.
I have arranged some interviews
with other muses unemployed
Who say they would be overjoyed
to find themselves in with a chance
Which would improve their circumstance.
My muse is old and crotchety
she really thinks, she employs me.
I think it’s time that she retired
a thought which she herself inspired.
Very enjoyable read Ivor! ! It flows so nicely. Interesting concept too! Hugs, Dee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ivor, muses too must plan for redundancy! Pity the poet having to decide which muse to retire though - the sentence of angst would be extreme... Rgds, Ivan