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My Thursday Poetry Muse

I love it when a poem captivates my attention so fully that I can feel my brain firing with inspiration whether for my personal life, my current work in progress, or a future novel idea.

My poetry muse for the day is perfect for my current work in progress:

A Poison Tree by William Blake (1757-1827)

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.