MUSA PEDESTRIS

 

There are no more pedestrian muses

 strolling by.

Now they roam about

 in trendy scooters 

and don't give a damn

 to solitary poets

 writing in coffee houses,

 park benches.

They walk no more

 in beauty. Unseen

they write the beauty by 

waxing elegies to nature  

to their own bodies.

They're their own muses.