ridiculous poem

by Kyle Anne Kish

i’m writing
and can’t find a thing
to say that would
make and un-ridiculous

i should end
it right here
and let it die
a natural death

but something
urges me on,
keeps my fingers
gliding across
the keyboard

hoping for a miracle
of sorts, when my
mind is tired
and flirting
with a poem
seems like
the right thing
to do.

substance has not
yet entered my head
with it’s free-styling
bump and grind
that makes words
jump off the page
as i exclaim,


it’s simply
an, “OH NO”
evening as
i digress further
into a world
where anything
is possible

except the
pen to paper.


Author's Note: ~ sigh ~ Going to bed. Maybe I'll dream a poem.

Posted on 09/11/2007
Copyright © 2021 Kyle Anne Kish

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/12/07 at 05:47 PM

Maybe from this something will develop into another poem. Just the process of writing engages the brain as well as the hands. Good thoughts.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/20/07 at 02:29 PM

Been there...done that...bought the T-shirt. Well stated KA!

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