I AM THE POET'S MUSE

The poet sits down to write once again

But the "I" wouldn't flow from his quill

The "A" sees the I and thinks he is shy

A tells the "M" that he'd better stay still

The "T" sees the m and says to the "H"

Tell the "E" it's happening once more

The e tells the "P" I'm starting to see

I believe that it's just like before

The p tells the "O" I want you to know

The "E" says a mutiny is at hand

The e tells the "T" it's time to be free

Tell the "S" we're gonna make a stand

The s tells the "M" he's looking for "U"

Ask the "S" what I told him to do

The s told the "E" hurry, follow me

For I know where we're going to

The flowers start to smile for they knew all the while

That they would be the inspiration he'd use

Now the letters relent and start to repent

When the flowers said, "I AM THE POET'S MUSE"

Reviews

[Aarti Sriram]

Nice one! enjoyed a new style. Short and effective. Sometimes we feel so inspired by even little things around, but cant seem to pen rightly enough and then after a pause the writing flows back again.
cheers!

[Renée]

lol very creative !