General Poetry posted April 6, 2021


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Vacant

by Bill Schott



So nothing comes to mind for me to tell;

no inspiration fills my head and pen;

I must present a vacant villanelle.


No recollections stop to ring a bell,

or memories to share of life back when;

so nothing comes to mind for me to tell.


It seems at times I've rhyme in ev'ry cell,

but if the words won't build to where I've been,

I must present a vacant villanelle.


At times my liquid thoughts refuse to gel,

and flow through just as water to the glen;

So nothing comes to mind for me to tell.


Gray matter seems inert within this shell;

it nests and rests as if a barren hen;

I must present a vacant villanelle.


There'll be no fragrant flowers in the dell,

or mystic images to enter zen;

So nothing comes to mind for me to tell;

I must present a vacant villanelle.

 

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