Today's word is
Oh, this cold has me well poised on that slippery slope. If I don't take quick action, this will be the third day in a row I've written no poems.
I suppose you could say it's time I made an effort to mollify my muse.
Maybe my muse has a cold, too.
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Tuesday, 12:55 a.m.
My muse's sinuses seem to be clearing.
The rage of those five
insults, given and received,
can't be mollified
with flowers or florid prose.
You must feed me a sandwich.You must eat one, too.
Coffee. There should be coffee.
And there should be time
so we can rest, breathe deep, and
grope our way back to kindness.
I like this one. I hadn't thought of it in this light, but there is something about feeding each other that makes a bridge to kindness.
Posted by: MB | December 12, 2006 at 01:31 PM