The Muse Has Struck – A Poem

I’m out of luck

The muse has struck

My brain’s alight

No sleep tonight

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The sirens sing

Words they bring

My darting pen

Writing again

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Mid-night oil

My thoughts boil

Creative flight

Into the night

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Morning birds sing

Alarm clocks ring

I fall in bed

An empty head

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Wow. I couldn’t have asked for a more appropriate song. And the first one I listened to after starting the search. Incredible. As soon as this thing is scheduled I’m going back to listen to more of her songs.  🙂  

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May your muse be with you!

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Writing in Cycles

I think my muse has ADD. Her attention seems to flit from one form of writing to another. One week I will add a dozen pages to a book, the next I have poems spilling out of me, then we take a couple days to pound out a few flash fictions.

All over the place.

I don’t mind being eclectic, that will certainly get me a wider audience, but you have to have something done in order to publish it.  At this rate it will all finish at the same time…three years from now.  *sigh*

Do any of you have a muse who gets bored easily?

One week or day you’re making great headway on something, the next all you can think about is another project?

Have you noticed a pattern to this, or does it just seem random?

I may have to start keeping a writing journal. Just to see if I have a pattern forming,

Not complaining here, really just noticing. It’s an interesting ride, this writing thing. 🙂

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNQ9_hPB2Ew

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