Woke up this morning
No muse comes to mind
The mind has no music
My eyes have gone blind
She left in the night
No note can I find
My muse has deserted
My old riddled mind.
No discussions we had
No disputes I can see
She just up’d and left
In the night, so did she
But then I remember
She never did say
How long she would muse me
How long she would stay
So how do I write
The poems in me
With no muse in sight
It’s not easy to see
So I think I’ll write just
A poem or two
To see what will happen
If my muse will be true.
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/any-one-seen-my-muse/
