A Poet's Muse
What I write and what you see
May differ entirely
Thought and understanding
Absorbing is demanding
The beholder shapes the appeal
Yet the poet strives to steal
A fleeting moment of your mind
A glimpse or gaze…attention mined
A starving artist’s quiet plea
Offering the best of me
You may not be family
You may not be friend
You may not be foe
Or even a soul to comprehend
Perhaps my fleeting distraction
A refuge from something inanimate
A borrowed spark to feel adequate
Still I write and you perceive
Adapting my craft to achieve
Confronting barriers in my way
While meaning shifts each day
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