Mischief and The Muse

Smell The Coffee

Though I’d vowed to cut my poetry -writing to once a week, Kerry’s wordlist on Instagram was irresistible. I didn’t have the time to write, but my muse thought different- so I’ve written about that. 

When caged words lie buried within

a heart that craves nothing but solitude

and the quiet of a moonless world,

a muse pulls on these words

with a force weightier than gravity

Her desire – to watch letters fontificate

across a page dressed in

upper and lower cases

shirking semi-colons

….with no regard for conformity 

…….just for the sake of it!

© Vivian Zems

Skylover poetry -Words used- moonless, gravity, cage, solitude

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