my muse doesn't say much anymore

My muse doesn't say much anymore

fiction

edward w Pritchard

 

Certainly she inspires me to write and write. Silent she is however. Speak to me my Muse. Though my talent is meager you inspire my pen to sing out.

I am very untuned to your secret thoughts my Muse. What are you thinking?

Lead me through hell Beatrice. Inspire me dear Laura. Through sheer repetition eventually I will produce something worthy. Maybe not.

My Muse doesn't say much anymore.