[Rhyminsimon]

Arghh! Muse!
She bids me to tear down a wall
This distant siren on the wind
Shall I heed her call?

But here I am
With some Anonymity
What could it hurt
To pretend to be free


And now she talks of losing hide
So little have I left
I think Ill run for the rocks
And hide within a cleft

But wait! There’s more. She says
I should not take that to heart
That’s a relief because those words
Certainly gave me a start

[Soaring Feather]

That’s a relief because those words
Certainly gave me a start

You handle you words well
with mirth and merriment
sure I can tell
a playful muse
sometimes I own
a real clown
brow lined with frown
and
sometimes sad
and at times glad

As the world turns
night today
day to night
I walk without fright