Poetic Muse

From this grassy shore;

I invocate my glassy muse,

To bring new ink and bore

the ignited heart to fuse,

his thoughts with fancy and fill

the void mind with seeds;

Of love, war and tears and to mill

them into the pages of deeds.

And this grass will wipe,

my fancy to make it real,

And my pen will find ripe

fruits to make it feel.

Thus, I invocate my poetic muse,

To bless me with her poetic booze.