Monday, May 03, 2010

Poem Funk

I have not felt like I have written any poems of merit lately.  Perhaps, some passable poems, but none that could ever stand the test of time.  Herded, Rock Star, Bathtub's Surface... all better concepts than reality.  I envisioned such greatness in them too.

Maybe that's why my submissions to the Literary Awards Competition were all older poems: Gerald O'hara, Die Nichtigkeit, Days, Distant Ponderings, Bird in the Garage.

Perhaps my brain needs a tune up... or a tune back for that matter.


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