Category Archives: The muse

The snow moon’s influence

Posted on February 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Thoughtless vile individuals Out to kill for the sake of killing Clearly immobile in the presence of the angels Where there is engagement They are unwilling They pull back their bow And feel the flow Of energy stilling the life … Continue reading →

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What of the muse

Posted on February 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I hadn’t heard of the programme But I the beloved Muse Rhyming it’s the timing Words now how to choose Just 140 letters Minds eyes work continuously Doing the work of tweets Dear friend And doing it honestly and beautifully

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