INFORMATION

Inspiration,

Information

The two are not the same

One is of the arts

And one is of

The brain

One is often fleeting

It comes and then it goes

It lies out right in front of you

Like the end of your nose

The other one fills you up

With little thoughts and bits

Sends you with directions

To where inspiration sits

Fills you up with eloquence

And with the words to speak

So when inspiration comes

You don't grovel at her feet

I live to feel inspired

To revel in her words

To spell her name in chalk

Or to point out the absurd

To take the things I see

And all my observations

And make them poetry

With inspired information