Quont's Question 18: Inspired

The times when I'm extremely tired
Are often when I'm most inspired.
Exhaustion seems to work for me;
That, and coffee or strong tea.

I get each night, I do confess,
Four hours' sleep, no more, no less.
I sit until the hours wee,
Bathed in the light of my P-C.

Ideas do come and ideas go.
They flicker, flit, and sometimes glow.
I grasp them as I sit enrapt,
And clasp the few that I have trapped.

Sooner or later one will shine,
Declare itself devoutly mine,
And show the path to move along
To write a story or a song.

By gleaming moon or shimmering star,
These my Muses were and are.