Delirium – Page 3 – Unfiltered Thoughts

Every Day

I will write a poem every day.
Unless I have nothing to say.
Then, I have to write free verse.
Or haiku, sonnets or even worse.
So, I have to have a decent thought.
Or all this scribbling is for naught.
My thoughts of past were very bold.
They’re all gone now. I’m very old.

Drought

I got nothin’.
Day 3 and blank.
A new low.

I would write about money,
But that’s just depressing.

I could talk about work,
But that’s just stressing.

I could remember growing up,
But I’m still repressing.

I could talk about God,
And ask His blessing.

(I could talk about the Ranch,
But that’s just dressing.)

Maybe blank wasn’t so bad.