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.


  1. Ta da, indeed. Nice metaphor.

    And...nothing is better than nothing.

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