my fickle muse

 
creativity is like portal you enter  
when you're feeling the feeling  
and you walk into the zone  
it's a rush really  
when the words just come to you  
killer lines that amaze  
wondering where did that come from?  
 
I would love to take credit  
but I know I'm not that clever  
my muse whispers the words  
I happily write them  
being chosen to receive such a gift  
is awe inspiring  
it can be humbling too  
because I am bound by her  
to write even my most vulnerable  
 
some would say you can pick and choose  
what you utter  
it isn't the case with me  
sometimes what I get is kooky  
so I've refused her  
well, guess what she did?  
she gave me the silent treatment  
 
finally, I relented and wrote the damn poem  
the cosmos invented  
to my surprise, someone was moved  
goes to show you never know  
 
you may always strive to create art  
maybe someday it will be the case with me  
sigh a real artist of the highest caliber  
for now, I'm happy to be a mouthpiece for the universe