Hellooooo, Poets. Happy New Year! De Jackson here, aka WhimsyGizmo. What’s the perfect cure for the post-holiday blues? A rousing of the muse! Welcome to the first Quadrille Monday of 2022. The Quadrille is that pithy little poem of our own creation here at dVerse, in which we write poems of exactly 44 words (not including the title), and wedge in a word of our choosing. 

Are you ready? Get your muse a cup of coffee or tea (or your brain-rousing beverage of choice), ’cuz we’re about to put it to the test. Today, I want you to poem-play with the word muse.

For further inspiration, read more about the original Greek concept of the muses here. 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muses

Muse. Musing. Amusement. Amused. Use it as a noun or verb or pen some fabulous whimsical word usage of your own (after all, what’s a muse for?)

Has anybody else noticed that with a strategically placed hyphen, it can become muse
-eum? 

New to the Q and still confused? 
Just rouse your muse, and pen us a poem of precisely 44 words, not counting the title, literally containing some form of the word muse. Post your poem on your own blog and use the Mr. Linky below to link up. Then for your amusement and poetry pleasure, be sure to visit other blogs to read some of the best poets around. The Quadrille is open all week long, so be sure to come back later in the week to read (and write) some more! 

{Mine has definitely been off for a long winter’s nap lately.} 

And here’s a little Bob Dylan to sing us out: