◦↶◦ Uh-oh… NaBloPoMo! ◦↷◦


November 2 by The Running Son





Whoa! NaBloPoMo..
Should I go for it? join the mix
and grind out daily poems?
What If I ain’t feeling the flow?
Or what if I suddenly just don’t know

any thing

and go spontaneously blank,
or buy in to the head-jabber that my trash
is national treasure, me blinking with grandiosity,
thanking every poet I see, and beaming
at sparkly things like a fourth-string pageant queen
with barely enough brain matter on display
to open jaw,
wiggle tongue,
and sing.

I dunno.
My poetry lately
feels like a piccolo out of tune,
like a funeral dirge,
or some minor movement
—a pasty graveyard fave!: drudgery
in approximately
zero shades of grey; about one
fog-wimpy percent of my freaky writing capacity





by Jim Aldrich


©2013 JimAldrich

All Poetry by RunningSon, aka Jim Aldrich

.namaste.   -• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •-   .namaste.

7 thoughts on “◦↶◦ Uh-oh… NaBloPoMo! ◦↷◦

  1. 1WriteWay says:

    I think you’re off to a good start 🙂 Keep at it and let your readers be the judge of whether there is any there there in your poetry 😉

  2. Eva PoeteX says:

    Your poetry will always have that magic about it that I absolutely admire! 🙂

  3. A poetic expression of writer’s fiercest demon: Block. It might be illuminating to gather the greatest, most eloquent writing on this subject. Joseph Conrad was a master at this, and could write beautifully and at great length on this theme. Maybe I’ll do some research and see what I can find.

    • That would be wonderful. In the mean time, I am writing loads of mis-starts and retakes… all potential cadavers for harvesting later, if you’ll pardon a little “October macabre” (=

  4. I know what you mean somedays I have nothing to share! I liked that you shared this made me laugh in agreement! Hope you are well Jim! Take care! 😃

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