Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“My Muse: Dazed and Confused”

This is my crazy muse;

I’m going to introduce…

When my brain is doing wild, wacky things;

Writing them down is the only laughter it brings.

She never has a pen or paper at hand;

Yet she reaches down and yells, Dirt, I demand!

Paper and pen, you better come to me;

I have some crazy ideas; you see.

She’s some what crazy, I recall;

When sitting outside the east-gated mall.

It was a very nice summer day;

The farmer was out cutting his hay.

Then my muse, she said to me,

“I got to go; I got to pee.”

This started her craziness; I don’t know how;

Then she said, “I want to pet that yonder cow.”

The farmer cutting hay said, “That’s not a cow!

That’s an enormous pig, crazy lady; that’s Alfred the sow!”

Well, that goes to say, my muse was having a heck of a day.

She’s never been on a farm in her life, I must say.

You ask her what is a dog, a cat or even a bird is.

She thinks it’s a bakery, making donuts and all that biz.

I totally think my muse has lost her brain;

Because all these things are insane.

She never wears the same pair of shoes or even socks.

Instead of a purse, she carries a bag of rocks.

Now what do you think she has upstairs?

Ask now…as if anyone cares.

I’ll tell you what my muse has in that head of hers…

Air!