On A Museless Night Poem by Obodokasi Ade'etem Agbor

Oh musing muse, were gone thee
Hath thou fade with winter glee?
Riding aloft whirl winds free
To coast i never pri'thee.

Shalt I by seas spare you wait?
Or sink to bed desiring fate?
Or make my ship and trail
Were my dear muse set sail?

Summer is gone but not far,
Hath my muse eloped with her?
Cherries are ripe and blown away,
Hath my muse blown cherry way?

Puzzles are for answers,
Answers are for sages,
But were find sages
Amid muse-less ages?

Oh my dear little muse,
Summer stay is without use,
Cherries too can blow wild,
But not thee o' my child.