Nothing To Write Poem by Barry Middleton
Nothing To Write
I have nothing to write but the gray sky.
The trees are black with slick rain.
The last blossoms are defeated.
Winter has come.
The sun is taking some needed time off.
It shines somewhere on snowfields.
No one skis on the beach.
The sand is empty.
Christmas lights are strung in palm trees.
People are shopping at the mall.
But I have nothing to write.
My mood is blank.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 2:23:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poetry coming from blankness. That's your gift. You have even turned blankness to good use. A big 10.
Regardless of the temperature, a gray winter day puts me into and empty mood. Luckily it is always temporary. Thanks you for the comment Nosheen.