Perhaps A Bit Of Poetry Poem by moon batchelder

perhaps a bit of poetry
composed by ancient muse,
perhaps a line upon the page
sufficient to enthuse,

perhaps a thought in god's own mind
allowed to habit form,
and dwell, perhaps in space and time;
experience the storm.

perhaps a dream, that when she wakes
who has imagined me,
such as all nightly visions fade,
myself would cease to be.

perhaps a spirit, far from home
tossed unto distant shore,
until at last my rescue come
and i shall be no more.

except perhaps in memory
of those that thought they knew
this one as lover, friend or mother
perhaps then, deja vu