No Poem This Week
There is no poem this week.
My creativity has sprung a leak.
Can't relate and can't rhyme,
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Or a penny for your thoughts.
So I can do what I ought.
Like write a poem instead of this awful excuse.
You know I've tried, but what's the use?
I could blame it on lack of time.
But that would be too sublime.
Let's just say a lack of rigor,
Got me in this cocktail jigger.
So, down the hatch and into the breach!
For this tome I had to reach,
Deep down into my inner sanctum
No poem and then some.
Copyright 1999 (c) Ronald W. Hull