Tuesday, January 26, 2016


Moodless Poem Writing

For writing a poem, I’m not in the mood.
The truth is my belly’s too full of food.
I would like to just sit back and relax
And forget about rhymes, figures and facts.
To do nothing can be a great joy.
Just bob around like an ocean buoy.
And listen to music played on a fiddle
Until my meal settles in my middle.
Maybe when I have more time
I’ll write a poem that’s more sublime.

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