
she peers into my home at night
to help me with the poems i write
her moonbeams shine on the page
thus, together, we engage
when i see them thru her eyes
chances are that i’ll revise
she peers into my home at night
to help me with the poems i write

she peers into my home at night
to help me with the poems i write
her moonbeams shine on the page
thus, together, we engage
when i see them thru her eyes
chances are that i’ll revise
she peers into my home at night
to help me with the poems i write
👌👌👌✍️📷
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Lovely. My Muse usually appears in the mornings. Sometimes the words flow easily. Sometimes there are several drafts. Either way, I always assume there’ll be grammar and spelling corrections with revisions transforming my poems someday. My other interests often draw me away from poetry and photography and posting. It’s a good thing I don’t have to make a living this way. You probably could if you wanted to. ✨
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I’d never want to turn writing poems and taking pictures into a job, that would take all the fun out of it🤔
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