“When Inspiration Strays: A Poet Confronts the Heartbreak of a Muse Unfaithful”
Have you ever woken up to a quiet house, only to realize the absence of someone who used to fill it with laughter and lingering moments? It’s a jarring experience that sets the stage for reflection and confusion. This poignant piece captures that confusion brilliantly, laying bare the weight of loss—the abrupt exit of a companion intertwined with memories sweet enough to linger, yet shadowed by silence. The poem wrestles with questions that resonate deeply: What did I do wrong? What words went unspoken? As we navigate the chilling aftermath of love turned cold, we’re invited to do more than just read; we’re encouraged to dive into our own experiences of heartache and bewilderment. So, what do we do when the pages of our lives feel starkly blank? Let’s explore this compelling emotion together… LEARN MORE.
I don’t know what I did (or didn’t do)
To fall out of her favor. And I know
I’m not the only one, to be mystified
By her behavior. Our time together
Was pleasant—unmarred by argument.
But she packed her bags completely
Leaving discreetly in the night—the scent
Of her perfume a bare hint in the empty air.
Hard to hear at present—but once she murmured
Sweet somethings in my ear all evening.
Now, behold the horror that I’ve become:
The pages so blank—the fingers so numb.
