The Muses and Me

 

Oh joy! What is in store for today?

Some will have made plans. Others

such as I rely upon routine, the same

today hopefully as yesterday.

You understand, coffee to kick-start

my desirable monotony, some prefer-

red music, a bit of reading and then

hopefully writing poetry to follow.

Boring, you may say, but being disabled

physically, I find it necessary to limit my

activity. I find it painful negotiating the

few steps I take these days. Exercise for

me is reduced to picking my nose and

scratching my rear.

Fortunately, I still have flourishes

of mental creativity. The Muses are

a resilient and persistent lot still

embracing me. Just when I think

this is it, I can no longer endure the

pain and lack of mobility, I turn my

head to the left and the right and

Sandia Mountain in Albuquerque

enlightens my cognitive sight.

Amazing the glorious sunset I can

see given it’s morning and I’m

physically living in Kansas City.

That happens to be my inspiration

for today.

Even had they been able, my legs

could not have taken me there so

effortlessly. Can’t wait for tomorrow

to see what the muses are cooking

up for me.

                 -30-

Chris Hanch 8-17-2020