Life Within Another's Verse Poem by Matthew Holloway

Are we real or a tale told
Do we follow the fates
Or the ink of an author
Are we lines of a poem
A life set within a stanza
A verse set to another's whim
Living only because we grace the page
For the duration of another line
Only the sage may answer this
Or a realisation that we are not
Just a creation of another's thoughts
Is such a realisation a plot device
There to carry forward the poem
We grace the page as an actor the stage
A life written or being writ
A toast, glass raised on high
To the poet or poetess
Let me live forever in your mind