Literary Whittling!A Poem by Michael StevensI got nothing, so I wrote a poem about it!![]() Sitting here, just wasting time,
the equivalent of whittling
let's call it literary whittling,
shall we? I feel the sting of having exactly nothing to write
about, so that's what this poem is about, nothing. What
I've got is a glut of nothing, and this particular
subject I've run into the ground, cause I've got nothing more often
than not--put it down to boredom, nothing to do but hunt
and peck. Blue in my mind, black in my heart,
and red in the neck! ** That's me, Nothing Man, while I
wait for something to bear fruit. But my mind stays blank, there are
no ideas to see. So, you'll see, a blank spot, and I
think you'll agree, where my ideas are, is the equivalent
of a desert waste land. My ideas have spilled, and drained
into the sand. So, all I'm left with for a topic
is nothing. For lack of a better term, I'm literarily
babbling! Jerry Seinfeld ain't got nothing on
yours truly. I'm going on a have-nothing spree! I can do nothing with the best of
them, as you can tell from this nothing
po-em!
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1 Review Added on July 30, 2015 Last Updated on July 30, 2015 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |


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