Poem -

Mused

Mused

If by chance my muse
once more eludes me
I would lay with thee
till morning ..Ā 
Though I could never be
more faithful
than I am to poetry
But if my muse
once more amused me
I would say a prayer
for thee ..
Remember this tho
my little dove
I could never ever be
more faithful
Than I am to poetry ..
And should my muse
ever abuse me
I would forsake
the pen I once adored ..
Tho should my muse
but once betray me
I would linger on an
empty page for ever more ..

Ā 

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Being Me

Let's hope your muse behaves because you are a wonderfully talented poet x

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Neville

and you my friend are far too generous, but I sincerely thank you for it :) x

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The fish of the sea

Super Clever Neville, shining with poetic talent. Shame, I can`t really say the same for myself at the moment. Though I did enjoy this one wholeheartedly. Fantastic poetry my friend.

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Neville

It happens Max .. I have more blank pages to my name than otherwise sullied ....... its like a lot of things mate, quit worrying about it and .. bingo, it just happens .. thanks a million for checking in though, always appreciated ... Neville :)

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Marion

Wow...stunningly clever!! The word play here is amazing...I'm a fan you know...but I think I told you 😊x

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Neville

You are immeasurably kind to this old scribe Marion, but even more than that appreciated 😊x

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