MUSE
I’m told muses bestow ideas, some writers swear it’s true.
Ethereal assistants delivering help out of the blue.
Some mystical magic, hocus pocus abstruse,
Does having a muse simply provide a convenient excuse?
When stuck on a plot, or a character needs tweaking
Lost author will be found pacing floorboards weeping
Till a muse sweeps in, spurring typing to begin.
Does an author need another for a plot to win?
Perhaps, writers don’t take enough credit,
They are the ones who write, re-write, and edit.
Doesn’t the magic come from one’s mind?
Why praise a being who is impossible to find?
Yet, is there something to the notion,
That a muse’s presence sets a story in fast motion?
I do believe in mystical things.
Do muses have diaphanous wings?
Is there a muse meant for me,
To dispense ideas and creativity?
I sure could use a radiant sage,
To help flow my pen across the page.
Muse, would you please leave today?
Race to me be on your way.
I’ll take you on, I’ve got nothing to lose.
Which story takes flight, you can choose!
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Donna L Sadd 
What a great poem, Donna. I love it!!
Check out my response to your comment on my blog – I think you’ll be surprised!! 🙂
Here’s the link to my post today: http://wp.me/p1UhOl-EH
I was indeed surprised…and thrilled! Thank you Carlie. :0)
Muse
Nine-sistered
shadow
side of men,
splintered
daughter of
Mnemosyne,
goddess
of memory,
and Zeus,
master of Olympus,
or a group
gathered
by Osiris
to seed
civilization
in its wake,
one and many,
on the wings
of their pet
Pegasus,
they pull an
alternate progeny,
children of
image and
story, to rival
hungers
of blood.
Beautiful poem Linda, puts mine to shame. Thanks for adding a little class to the place! :0)
Aw shucks. LOL! Yours is great! Apples and oranges.
I love the poem Donna! You make it look easy.
http://joykeeney.wordpress.com/2013/04/02/aprilprompts-day-2-muse/