a Musing anecdote

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

a Muse with Life

began her tale,

intentions true

and accent gael,

pure of heart

and vigor hale,

certain kindness

would prevail.


a Muse brought Joy

to tales told,

before and after

young and old,

improving that

which did unfold,

gilding stories

mining droll.

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

a Muse found Love

when Sun was high,

the vast unmet

now met inside,

> electric pull <

and undenied,

a light that burned

into a Night.


a Muse felt Fear

and losing faith,

she lost what’s dear

to save her face,

a fool’s course

since pride is fake,

—and crippled Muse

—and altered Fate.


a Muse knew Grief,

as days grew long,

lost all Belief

that good was strong,

Reaper thief

and loved ones gone,

Turning leaf—

—remixing Song.

 Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

a Muse & Death

then trod the path,

matching step

without a map,

and though she feared

the hooded chap,

aMusing was–

the final laugh.


©Karen Robiscoe

the Muse


About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

13 Responses to “a Musing anecdote”

  1. thisoldtoad2014 January 11, 2014 at 5:28 pm

    Reblogged this on thisoldtoadblog.

    • Chris! U r so great! here…lemme add a coupla’ more X’s to that moniker of yours…some O’s, too.

      (aka: XXXx’s and Ooooo’s 😉

      You have made my day. truly. 🙂

  2. Oh the poor Muse 😥

  3. Very clever title and even more the poem. You’ve outdone yourself Karen. 😉

  4. HL=huge like, babe and congrats… 🙂 have a peaceful Sunday and a formidable week! my very best & cheers, Mélanie


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