No Poem Tonight

No Poem Tonight

 

No poem tonight

I am empty of

The muse's call

And simply seek

To something say

Through plain old prose

 

And though I wish

I ever could

Give my poetry

As easily as I breathe

I just cannot

So tonight I write

Something other than

My easily flowed words

As I hear me not

The goodly call

 

Only as I look

At what I have

Written now

It is that

And I grin indeed

For I have again

Written poetry

 

Charles Petrie

 

I'm good, but this entry took way damn too long!
I'm peeved. THe others better not behave thusly.

Tomorrow...again.