Inspiration and the Development of Such Strange Ideas
Art, music, a bizarre half-baked guess
The most random thoughts I think –
The strangest “what ifs” jumbled in a mess.
They tend to come in a blink.
If the thought inspires me,
I’ll record it with paper, graphite, and ink.
One day it may be
Graphite marks on an empty page;
Another day I may see
Words written that gauge
The possibility glimpses of a story.
I wonder if I need a mage
To inspire and help me
In casting a spell
Over the many ideas that I see
And transform them into many tales to tell.
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