Writing on a Good Day

 

Things are fine, really

I’m a little bored

But mostly restless

With lots of pent up energy

Needing release

Sitting at a desk doesn’t help

The light isn’t quite right

And the room is stuffy

Mostly because I don’t have any burning need

To write or sleep

Or even to be awake

All that artistic suffering

Doesn’t amount to much when the fridge is full

And even the rain is warm

 

 

© Gayle Force Press 2002

 

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