Thursday, September 17, 2009

None Tonight

Sometimes, unsure of what to write,
I pause and look around the room
Hoping for some secret muse
To pop out at me, arms waving.

When none offers itself up
A sacrifice to the volcano gods of writing
I find myself writing nothings.

Ta da.
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2 comments:

  1. Kathy HaynieSeptember 18, 2009 at 6:39 AM

    Ta da, indeed. Nice metaphor.

    And...nothing is better than nothing.

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  2. Katie LewisSeptember 18, 2009 at 6:53 AM

    nothing is better than nothing?
    that sounds...
    ...like a line from the sound of music
    ...mysterious
    ...like you might mean one thing or you might mean another
    ...like a writing prompt
    ...like my philosophy on lunch

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