The Muse Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
The Muse
She hovers like a minor
Moon
But her mind is like a
Comet
Coming down towards Earth
When her love
Is rejected
I can imagine the minor moon turning into a comet....Top stars
LeeAnn, dear Poetess! This is, indeed, a powerful poem.
Never reject or take the advise of a Muse. Either way your doomed! Great write!
Comets blaze a trail through the night sky. Live can blaze a trail through our lives if we let it. A good5*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 2:11:40 AM # 1.0.0
I try to write, but my mind is slow; my muse left me long ago!