Art, music, a bizarre half-baked guess

The most random thoughts I think –

The strangest “what ifs” jumbled in a mess.

They tend to come in a blink.

If the thought inspires me,

I’ll record it with paper, graphite, and ink.

One day it may be

Graphite marks on an empty page;

Another day I may see

Words written that gauge

The possibility glimpses of a story.

I wonder if I need a mage

To inspire and help me

In casting a spell

Over the many ideas that I see

And transform them into many tales to tell.