Momentous
The
moment inspiration wanders into my mind
Ecstasy
creeps over me
And
I become free of these anxieties
And
varieties of thoughts and ideas I cannot grasp
I
begin to wrap myself
Within
a wealth of poetry
And
creativity
Glory
shifts to close proximity
An
affinity for exceptionality
Enters
the vicinity of my vision.
The
moment inspiration wanders into my mind
It’s
like nuclear fission
Producing
valued energy
With
which I can create something
Something
that can impact me
Something
that can impact you
Something
that will impact many or few
Something
will create a stew of celebration
And
innovation.
For
the moment inspiration wanders into my mind
I
happen to find
A
piece of me
That
is greater than anyone expected
And
that is reflected
In
poems like these
That
spread through me
Like
a beneficial disease
That
strengthen my knees
Yes
the moment inspiration wanders into my mind
So
does war
Because
I have something worth fighting for
And
some secret weapon
That
is stored with in the cells of my soul
When
I encounter inspiration
I
should stop drop and roll
Because
I find an internal fire
That
refuses to tire until I’ve created something
Until
I’ve grown a pair of silver wings
And
submerged myself in romantic flings
With
poetry.
So
I’m going to thank you
For
you have stimulated this moment
You
have opened the hidden door in my skull
That
allowed inspiration to leap into the crevices of my brain
For
you are my refrain of romance and hope
You
are the soap
That
cleanses my worn form
You
are the raging storm
That
closes school and gives extra hours to do finish my biology assignment
But
compels me to write anyway
You
are a cold that won’t go away
And
I’m fine with that because
Because
if I were Dr. Seuss
You’d
be the cat for my hat
And
for all my life I’ve sat
Waiting
For
that glorious instant to occur
When
something will stir inspiration from its sleep
And
you’ve exhumed it, regardless of how deep it’s buried itself
And
it’s those magical moments
I
spend with you
Those
instants inject me with life’s greatest wealth:
A
subject
A
purpose to write about
To
fight about
To
take some matches and ignite about
And
there is no doubt
That
these seconds shared with you
Make
my moments of inspiration
Less
few
And
I think that is why I’m beginning to love you
Because
when we are together
We
don’t simply create moments
We
create memories
And
what are those?
They
are moments sprinkled with magic
The
ones that resonate with you
Whether
they be elucidating or tragic
When
the world seems stagnant
Within
a moment
Especially
within a moment embellished by your presence
The
universe can be effervescent
Things
can transform
Things
like me
You
see
A
collection of moments
Have
inspired me
To
create this poetry
And
that is what makes them so fantastic
Powerful
and drastic
Moments
are the root of all artistry
The
conception of all reflection
And
introspection
They
give us the power to do
Meaningful
moments are the planes that flew
All
our great pioneers into the realm of discovery
And
revision
They
are the vision behind all innovation
They
are a sensation
Whether
they be the first time our lips collided
Or
the final wave goodbye
Moments
are the things that make me shy
When
I’m around you
Because
they brew
A
rare potion of emotion
That
connects us
And
erects us from quiescence
It’s the meek girl’s raised hand
The
exuberant strum of the marching band
The
first word that escapes the poet’s mouth
The
second we evict doubt
The
peace declaration
The
wedding preparation
The
election celebration
The
baby shower invitation
The
spring of a jump
The
silly collapse on your rump
The
simplicity of an abandoned stump
Oatmeal’s
perfect lumps
The
perfect harmony of a symphony and you and me
The
innocent prisoner set free
The
chorus of ABC
Each
define us
Each
refine us
Each
design us
And
we must
Cherish
them
Like
children
Or
jewels
For
they are the tools the universe uses
To
make this life the only game of risk
Where
no player loses.
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