My Muse or My Block

She sits next to me

Gently encouraging the stroke of my pen

Her hand on mine

We trace, create, a world of our own

_____He hovers over me

_____His breath leaking into, blurring my mind

_____His hands form a barrier

_____We destroy, hesitate, doubt our abilities


You would never tell

Never see

The truth hidden in plain sight

_____She and He

_____My Muse and my Block


_____In one body: My Own.


***This whimsical poem was inspired by a conversation that I had with E. Michael Helms, Mrs. M, and Diana on last weeks “Not Him Again…” post. In our discussions we considered the relationship between our Writing Muse and Writer’s Block. I hypothesized that they were the same person or perhaps brother and sister. Today, I think I’ve found the answer, they are the same person and that person is YOU.***


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