"Half-mused verse is the third eye of the storm that wakes you up at 2 a.m., where tsunamis flood the obscurity of dreams."-- hey, I wondered who that was that was disturbing my sleep-- thanks for the tip!! 😅
Shiiiiiiit Ann, this was so good. You captured the feeling of fleeting inspiration so well. I know it all too well, but you put words to it perfectly, and in so many different, equally specific (and at times, hilarious) ways. I'm going to come back to this when my muse effs off unannounced, as it so frequently seems to :D
"Half-mused verse is the third eye of the storm that wakes you up at 2 a.m., where tsunamis flood the obscurity of dreams."-- hey, I wondered who that was that was disturbing my sleep-- thanks for the tip!! 😅
HA! Exactly...I think I found the culprit!
I do remember the tangerine incident
I think that the photo helps us remember
Yeah for sure
I love this Ann. You’re so talented and this is such a real and touching poem.
Thanks!!!! It's like a puzzle or quilt with pieces.
Your muses must know mine. Perhaps they're hiding together. I'm planning a surprise attack.
Surprise attack works!!
Shiiiiiiit Ann, this was so good. You captured the feeling of fleeting inspiration so well. I know it all too well, but you put words to it perfectly, and in so many different, equally specific (and at times, hilarious) ways. I'm going to come back to this when my muse effs off unannounced, as it so frequently seems to :D
My muse is great at hiding! I'm not sure if YOU have that problem!😉
ahaha you’re too kind 😄
Ann-Oh my fucking goddess- this took my breath away! And also hahahaha! They were day lilies! They will spread like wildfire. Xoxo 💋 sam
Pretty funny about the lilies! I kept thinking of you! I thought you'd appreciate it.
Also/ let it be known I am riding the train to come see you this summer. Deal?
We need to plan! I can also meet you halfway!!
DM me, friend!
Deal!! Can't eait!
I love where you went with this. Fragments are poetry's imperfect building blocks, and I enjoyed the quilt you crafted here.
Barry, I love your analogy! I also liken it to putting together a puzzle!🥰
This read like a dream, an ocean riptide I got carried away it. Beautiful.
Thank you! It was written in part using stream of consciousness......
The muse is sometimes elusive, oftentimes MIA, yet when we find her - we fly.
Beautiful piece, Ann ^_^.
That is how she is, Edward! Thanks for encouraging MY muse to take off!