by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She speaks to me
in the middle of the night
I wake to the silence
and hear, “You must write”

She tells me
of words
and makes them so clear
as She whispers
so sweetly into my ear

Please know when you read
the words that appear
in the things that I write
the voice that you hear

is My Muse,
in Her Cameo
whispering sweetly
into your ear

Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm  – All Rights Reserved    

2 Comments to “AN UNNAMED MUSE”

  1. Oh! She is indeed beautiful then!

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