A.P.B.

A.P.B.

A Poem by therisa

Hello
Has anyone seen my Muse
She has been missing
For the past two days
And I am worried about Her.

Concerned
She has gotten Herself
Lost in the recent snowfall
That has befallen here
Over the past few days.

She hard not to miss
Standing about the height
Of a small kitten
Covered in
Bright orange fur.

Silver bells a-tinkling
Whenever She moves
Made by the finest Dwarven
And Elvin artisans
This side of the Faerie Realms.

Please be gentle with Her
As She is temperamental
Acting out impulse
Often to Her own harm
Without thinking about the risks.

Wish I could offer a reward
To whomever finds Her
But how do you value something
That is beyond value
To me.

© 2011 therisa


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This was very sweet. You paint a very pretty portrait of your dear muse as you worry over her so.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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therisa
therisa

Ontario, Canada



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A pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..

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