PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

what is this feeling that has commandeered my very

soul

leaving me feeling half of whom I used to be

there for part of what was once whole

I sift through the empty emotions currently failing

me with their endless hungry needs

baffled like a detective who's following a cold trail

with few, little or no leads

with a powerful and resounding thud

my heart kicks in my chest

quickening my breath and boiling my already hot, burning

blood

in a place where few even would dare to look

I take myself on by confronting the problem and by

naming the culprit 'ere crook

boredom stands firm in its cement shoes

staring me down in a way that lets me know

it won't give up easily or like to lose

creativity draws its sharp and angry looking sword

the dreaded bold and blue pen

boredom carries no ink to fuel its rampage

it knows it can not now win

so it pays its respects to pacify and pander the page

by walking off into the night and disarming its

disappointed rage...........

( written Jan 3,1992 pm)