why did she choose Calliope
as her artistic muse
brain damage not the kindest friend
when finding words to choose
the swirling vortex of her mind
keeps battling every day
to communicate with other folk
but words just slide away
it is the same with poetry
yet she jumps into the breach
and sees them glinting in the dark
somehow just out of reach
she waits for what can seem like hours
so hopeful that she’ll tease
from every tangled skein of thought
that very word to please
vocabulary was once her thing
but those days are far behind
that eloquence she used to have
has faded from her mind
So her poetry is simple
and she envies those whose rhyme
embraces all that artistry
from once upon a time
