I sat down one evening
In my favourite chair
Pen and pad were to hand
At the wall, I did stare
Stared and stared for eons long
But nothing came to mind
No verse, no line
Nor a single word
To start me on my way
I looked out at the window
But my mind remained a blank
There was not a whisper from my muse
Oh, where has it gone?
Marilyn Shepperson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-muse-has-deserted-me/
