Ain't No Ninny

Where Creativity and Everyday Life Collide

A Muse, Amuse Me

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You know how your Muse sometimes deserts you and you find yourself, mouth dry, with no inspiration to draw from?  Yeah, me either….NOT!


It’s hot but my inspiration is not.
I pick up my Muse
And lick the cool breeze from Her skin
Hoping for words to chill a soul.
She sighs
Knowing that She is only skin deep
And that creativity
Lies within my own hot breath.
As She melts against my tongue
I taste the next line of my poem
And shiver in anticipation.


Author: aintnoninny

I write poetry and fiction; create doodle art; do genealogical research; take photographs of the world around me; think about odd things; hike the red rocks; and obsess on food.

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