Michael Anthony
Michael Anthony
Mar 11, 2024
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoet Weekly 03/010/24 to 03/16/24

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Muse

Sometimes, when I sit down to write,
a blank piece of paper in front of me,
I see beautiful words already there.

But it was always going to be you
who helped me put them on the page.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Bukowski

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Comments

Geezer

but think that it could be a little more involved. I don't know, maybe something like: Midnight Muse, or Amuse Me Muse?
This is all you could give on your muse? The one who roams the world, searching for tales to bring you; sitting on your lap, whispering in your ear? It begins well, but I could wish for a much longer piece. ~ Geez.
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Michael Anthony

Thanks Geez! As I've said before - always leave them wanting more - LOL! If brevity is not your cup of tea, then you may not like the body of work by the poet, Atticus (an inspiration for me). Always appreciate your comments sir!

Best

Lavender

Hello, Michael,
This is exactly the way it works. What would we do without our muse(s)...musi? :) Sweet, and inspiring poetry.
Thank you!
L