Inspiration

A piece of inspiration floating through the air
Catches a wind to blow my mind
Somehow I feel its presence
It bursts
I sigh
My muse blows ideas like bubbles
I scarcely ever catch
Talent flutters restlessly
Messing with my head
Craving words on paper
My will
It squirms
So many things to talk about
Yet nothing
I’ve learned
She dances all around me
She teases
I brood
An evanescent friend of mine
She leaves without a word