
I am all dried out.
I just don’t have anything.
That I can write, now.
I don’t have any poems.
Or anything else to blog…
-aaa
Originally Published 05/31/2024

I am all dried out.
I just don’t have anything.
That I can write, now.
I don’t have any poems.
Or anything else to blog…
-aaa
Originally Published 05/31/2024

Out of ideas
I don’t know what I can write
Maybe just a loon.
In the bright light of the moon
Oh, whatever will I do
-AAA/MAD 08/12/2024
Originally Published 04/22/2024

My brain is just stuck.
The stickly glue holds firmly.
Where’s the turpentine?
-aaa

Oh ,Inspiration.
Where did you go, I need you.
Please return soon.
Ideas must come right now.
Or our readers will suffer…
-MAD/AAA 07/21/2024

I am all dried out.
I just don’t have anything.
That I can write, now.
I don’t have any poems.
Or anything else to blog…
-aaa

Movement encircles me but gets me nowhere.
Stagnant I’m stuck and can’t progress.
Greatness awaits greatness awaits I keep hearing it but I’m not achieving it.
Such promise he’ll reach someday but someday is not defined.
It’s between 1 hr and infinity seeming closer to the latter.
Everyone seems to be moving effortlessly while I’m gimping slowly painfully along…
I pay and I pay and I pay but my scores won’t go up.
To many options to live and I have no idea what to do…
-aaa

My brain is just stuck.
The stickly glue holds firmly.
Where’s the turpentine?
-aaa