grip of song

I feel lonely tonight. And even those words mean so many things to so many people. Words are weird. Heh.

I found some lines from an old poem of mine that might be good. MIGHT be good:

held in the grip of song
like a flower
in the grip
of a photograph

It's a little Leonard Cohenish...

It's fun to be inspired by things you yourself created. I look back at some of the things I wrote in the late 90s and early 00s and sometimes I'm pretty impressed. It doesn't seem at all like me who wrote them. I wonder why?