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



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