Conversation With My Muse Poem by ENOCH JOHN

Conversation With My Muse



Come now my muse and sing sweet and new lyrics,
For my heart knows sadness as that melancholic air blows in,
And it's in these times that you come with fresh inspiration;
Come now my muse and sing sweet and new lyrics.

Come now muse for my syntax has petered out,
As a storm that has blown out its fury,
And in my belly the fire burns low and dim,
And sweet inspiration seems like a stranger to me.

Monday, December 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: muse
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