Muse In Absentia ©Dawn Minott

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

In the shadowed depths of solitude’s embrace
Where once your muse set heart ablaze
Now stands bereft, a barren, empty space
In this void creativity’s but a dimming haze

Who do you write for when the muse is gone
Emotions lost, inspiration withdrawn
Lines upon lines, like wilted flowers, forlorn
No spark of life, no spark to dawn

There’s no story worth telling, no tale to weave
No melody’s embrace, no lyrics to believe
No rhyme, no rhythm for soul’s reprieve
In this silence profound, there’s but grieve

No chord to complement thoughts unstrung
No structure to guide, no song to be sung
No hook to draw listeners in, among
This creative void, passion’s undone

In the stillness recall memories of muse of old
Passion once ignited like mythical goddesses bold
In muse absence, creativity’s waning hold
Search on for inspiration in stories yet untold

Though muse departed as motivating guide
In its absence creativity’s not denied
New sources of inspiration found far and wide
Writing from the intersection where thoughts collide

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In creative solidarity, Dee

13 thoughts on “Muse In Absentia ©Dawn Minott”

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  4. What a delightful reminder about finding our muse when we think our muse is gone Dawn. Somehow, in our awareness, there is always some subject matter patiently waiting in the shadows of creativity! May you have a FANtabulous week sistah queen! 👑✍🏼🎭

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