My muse (when)

My muse wears dark hair
when she chooses. When
she makes a decision
there’s confidence in her eyes
that overwhelms
any foreboding before
it can take root.

It’s the roots
that first defy her. No one
else could resist her beguiling smile
when she resolves
to turn it up.
She inspires my own
if she turns up.

© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

Ragtag Daily Prompt: “foreboding“ and “hair dye”