Where did THAT come from?

Did I really ever consider myself a poet or a writer? Heck NO!! You just never know when or where inspiration will hit you. You never know when your "Muse" will arrive. Mine arrived on a cold winters night. I love music. I love watching recorded live shows. We all can relate to words and music. They can conjure up memories of a time and a place.....a feeling. We all can relate to the lyric that is so well written that we wish we had written it ourselves. On this particular night I settled in to watch a favorite artist perform. Some of his lyrics were incredible! They moved me. I mean, they REALLY moved me! (I own't lie...he wasn't bad on the eyes) Before I realized what I was doing I had scribbled out three poems. I looked down at what I had written and I was astounded! Those beautiful words came out of me? Wholly cow...No way! (not my exact words but you know what I meant. ;) That's when it started. That's when I started writing poems. They would come from out of nowwhere it seemed. At times I would jump out of the shower just to write down a line or a word before it slipped away. Crazy, I know! My family was even shocked at what I was writing. Some of the poems I have turned in to lyrics. I will share them all but for now here is the very first poem that I put to paper.



Can I be your muse?
Can I be your inspiration?

If only I could hide away unnoticed.
I would feed your spirit and entertain your soul.

Would it be worth all the sacrifices?
Could it be like the dreams that play in my mind?
The ones that tantalize my being.

Can I suspend time and feel the heat?
Would it be worth the burn?
Would it tattoo my soul?

This intense desire, so impure,
Lurks where no one sees.

Can I be your muse?
Can I be your inspiration.


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