Introduction to my second anthology

“An Anthology”

A collection of rhyming verse

Most of which do not rhyme

I invoke the Muse for ideas

and verses

And so they come

The ancients believed in Muses

What if they are angelic

Or subconscious ruminations

of the Jungian Archetypes

There is no original thought

Mind is universal

It is how all ideas are sought

There is no original idea

Dip your toe in the well of Truth

You will be carried into depths

Of incredible beauty and terror

Never again the same after a taste

Of reality and Poesy

So an “Anthology”

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