| | One of my sisters told me that I need to make time for my writing. She gave me a mission, as she prepared to leave her house, to sit down and write. I told her nothin' will come to me & she said, simply, "Yes it will."
"Mission Possible"
Right now, I'm on a mission
to find what I've been missin',
my muse
to help me keep from shortin'
a fuse.
That's right,
'cuz everything's tight
when you ain't got a clue.
I've been searchin'
for too long,
all I got is a bunch o' sad songs.
Rhymin' and jivin'
to keep movin' 'long.
I wanna find my muse
ask him where he's been
and if I should choose
to let him in
will he stay,
or go away
again?
But, I doubt he'll answer me
Like me, he just wants to break free
and roam
without care for a house or a home
just snappin' fingers
to an unsung word
a word I ain't ever heard.
My mission
should I choose to accept it
is to wreck it
whenever I write.
Dislodge memories
and dispel all myths
Words and rhymes are my power
and my gifts.
Phew! Haven't done that in quite some time. The poem's unedited and could probably use some work, but that wasn't part of my mission.
My "currently reading" is my commuter novel. I used to read his novel, every time he published one, but then I ran outta readin' time.
I'm about 2/3 done and I purchased it from an independent bookstore, which is THE best way to support local business.
Peace,
Moi 
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