The Hunter

I’m looking for a treasure.
I’m looking for a clue.
My muse always escapes me.
I don’t know what to do.

I look on my computer,
but there is nothing there.
I look in books, in videos.
I don’t know what is where.

What is it I lost?
What do I hope to find?
I’m looking for an answer to
the questions in my mind.

But there too, I’ve looked and
it’s no longer in my mind.
Inspiration runs from me.
I think I’ve lost my mind.

The question now is missing too.
So what am I to do?
I need another question.
The hunt begins anew.

W.K.

One Response to “The Hunter”

  1. Ravyn Says:

    Warda you are full of surprizes. Quite the poet

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