Muse

It is a little weird if you are your own muse, isn’t it? Especially if you are a critic and an idealist at heart. How does that even work? Interesting things can come out of it though. If I try to take stock of everything that I have ever written, this one poem stands out the most to me. I seem to forget almost everything that I put down on paper, but this poem is an exception. Its imagery often frequents my head and maybe that is why I never have any trouble recalling it. I hope that I shall be able to pen a happy sequel to it one day, and the new image shall stick around instead.

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  1. In my case, that would be several parts and several chairs! 😀 I must hop on the bandwagon here with Jeff and Grace and agree that you have a prolific record of deep, wonderful writing. This poem is but one of so many you’ve created that has left an impact on my mind, heart and soul. No matter what you write, it’s going to be special to a lot of people. Your gift is wonderful, Aaysid, and we’re lucky to receive it. 🙂

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  2. I love that you are your own muse Aaysid!
    Your command of words is inspiring! I see why this one speaks to you! I’m sure you will have more to co e you get images from. You are so gifted.
    💕❤️

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