Winter in Poetry-Poetry in Winter

[BROWNINGS CHILDE]

If I waited for my muse to get off its dead ass and provide some inspiration, I would never have written anything.

[ladysai]

If I waited for my muse to get off its dead ass and provide some inspiration, I would never have written anything.

Excellent point.
We must be our own muses when at a loss for inspiration.
Thanks for the kick in the ass reminder.

[Brice]

I am museless.

[flaggwalkstheline]

I have my muse chained to a typewriter in my basement
I feed it raw meat and books of bukowki poetry
Every morning I go downstairs with a chair and whip like liontamer's precautions
I collect it's literary droppings and replace the ink ribbon
And it knows if it doesnt put the paper in the tray it'll get the hose again

the point of the above soliloquy?
My muse works for me, not the other way around

[BROWNINGS CHILDE]

I have my muse chained to a typewriter in my basement
I feed it raw meat and books of bukowki poetry
Every morning I go downstairs with a chair and whip like liontamer's precautions
I collect it's literary droppings and replace the ink ribbon
And it knows if it doesnt put the paper in the tray it'll get the hose again

the point of the above soliloquy?
My muse works for me, not the other way around

That is some funny shit. You just made my muse create a snotbubble.

[Jon]

Mmmm...snotbubble!


As to a muse...read poetry...even if it is song lyrics. I gain much inspiration from various Philosophers.