One last poem for NaPoWriMo
(One last poem for NaPoWriMo)
Last day of the month.
I’ve drawn a blank.
My mind is numb.
An empty tank.
My dogs are quiet.
Now of all times.
My annoyance with them
Always makes good rhymes.
I’m sure something will come,
There’s an idea somewhere.
I just hope it arrives,
I may need prayer.
(See you next year.)
Author: Blind John Ellsworth
Blind John Ellsworth (1960- ), a (questionable) poet and sometimes Texas bluesman. He has recorded one spoken-word album (thankfully unreleased), since he is still trying to learn to play guitar. (Lack of musical skills is what makes him a poet and not a lyricist. Plus, he can’t write music.)
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