How can I tell you that you inspire me
In a way which will not make the great poets
Spin in their graves?
I am reaching for the phone and
Withdrawing, time, time again
(An endless game of catch and release
I play by myself)
My courage flounders
Flips somewhere in my stomach like
A netted fish, frantic
I cannot do it--
But I do believe
That the sincerest way to repay inspiration
Is to act on it
And that that does, after all
Count for something
(And if I do that, I can hope that somewhere
Somehow
You will feel it)
Comments
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always good to have inspiration, a muse, someone who excites and elicits the art within us.
and yes, everything we do counts for something, even if we don't realize it
keep on keeping on
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