Category Archives: Muse

Inner Reflecting…

owens-pond-dawn-041114-800webInner Reflecting on two
for one,  dark of night packed up
and gone. Morning glow yawns into sight
as lazy clouds puff up in delight. Trees reach up,
stretching high, releasing a contemplative sigh.
Perfectly framed, in perfect pose,
what will this day bring?
Whomsoever knows…

MY thanks to Steve , for the use of the above beautiful and reflective photo,  which awakened my brain cells into action…A much needed kick start methinks  x


Two Blank Thoughts…

quill and page The blank page
‘tis an enemy, forsooth, draining words
from me. Thou accursed fiend,
such a fickle
doth my
muse now flow?
As I stare blankly away
from thee, thy laughter
echoes mockingly.

quill and pageThe blank page
seems my enemy as it stares balefully
back at me. Until I write a
thought or two,
my enemy
what I can do.
Putting black on white,
as words now rain, tho’
how soon ‘til  I feel his
mocking disdain?


two whimsies,
on a blank subject…x