[504] Where Art Thou, Muse?

my muse, in exile⁣⁣⁣
broken, without you here⁣⁣⁣
Idealess, I lay in wake⁣⁣⁣
my shadows, they fade away⁣⁣⁣
my muse, in exile⁣⁣⁣
can I live, for another day⁣⁣⁣
rekindle my passion, over pretension⁣⁣⁣
symbolic dreaming, over monochrome living⁣⁣⁣
my muse now sits with me⁣⁣⁣
an ocean of words floats upstream⁣⁣⁣
I have no use of anxiety when⁣⁣⁣
my muse, she sits with me


Art by Vladimir Kireev

2 thoughts on “[504] Where Art Thou, Muse?

  1. Oh, what a masterpiece! Simply splendid! That captivating painting goes so well with the poem. It compliments it so well.
    Words are at no shortage when darling Muse is at bay. 😀

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