My Muse


a baby in its mother’s lap

a couple under the tree

a beggar on the sidewalk

a puppy running free


roses moist with morning dew

the green leaves after rain

the oak tree stoic and strong

waiting patiently, a sly crane


a soul singing in joy

a heart filled with love

eyes glittering with a dream

Cupid smiling from above


a sunny day, a rainy day

a day with clouds overcast

a dark, scary, moonless night

a rat scurrying by fast


a memory streaming down a cheek

a shattered heart that cries

a soul song long silenced

a life that daily dies


a dear friend in a far off land

a suspected ghost next door

an old love, now a memory

my loving family of four


anything and everything

can be my muse you see

sometimes it’s from my own life

sometimes a mere mystery


Elizabeth Kuriakose

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About Elizabeth Kuriakose

A hectic career as a banker and looking after family kept me busy for ages. Quit my job to look after family. Once the children were old enough to take care of themselves, I discovered my love for writing in late 2014. Words in poetry or prose have been my constant companion thence on.

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