my muse once sleeping is awake -
long nights I stood beneath the sky
and strained to hear the heavens cry
then sang the sun with day to break ...
my muse, once sleeping ... is awake.
I sauntered thru my years, carefree
content to dream what life might be
til death came sneaking like a snake ...
my muse, once sleeping ... is awake
my loves were frequent, no remorse
I swam up souls to find their source
until love brought my heart to ache ...
my muse, once sleeping ... is awake
I chose a pen to scribe my thoughts
but could not loose the inner knots
then learned to untie each mistake ...
my muse, once sleeping ... is awake.
~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Writing Challenge 1, July 2019 - Repeating Refrain" Poetry Contest, Dear Heart, Judge & Sponsor.
(Syllables = eight per line, counted at HowManySyllables.com)
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