My Muse
My Muse has up and left
He’s gone somewhere, but where?
I’m unhappy and bereft
To have lost our rhyme affair
Without him I can’t write-ly cope
‘Cause he eggs me on to write
Some day he will return, I hope
And end my poem-ing blight
by Stan Cooper…10/25/12 graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2012-11-14 at 15:28
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