the madness of my sanity

artwork by nik helbig

i recite an incantation
to the demons of the blank page
invoking the mysticism of the muse

still, cliché

            the nasty little snipers 
come at me willy nilly
forcing me to bravely fight them off

my fingers walk the keyboard
like a rookie cop walking his beat
with a broken nightstick

empty poet’s shoes neath my desk
tease and taunt
my feet inadequate to fill them

smoke rings of thought
pace the cool tile floor
only to be swept away by the ceiling fan

lines just not palpable
bringing to mind
processed cheese

sadly i must conclude
no incantation is magical enough
to spice up the madness of my sanity

Reviews

[cycy]

sadly i must conclude
no incantation is magical enough
to spice up the madness of my sanity

this one had me from the title right up to the last line. wonderful poem, well written, great choice of words they all flow really well and altogether makes for a great read.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you once again, Cycy. I appreciate the time you took to stop by. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

"tease and taunt
my feet inadequate to fill them

smoke rings of thought"

[Sami Khalil]

I love this. Even sanity can have its own madness or mad inspirations. As the narrator rightly said they will spice up or not the madness and crazy searches. An excellent one Lydia...:)..........

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Sami....for both of your comments! :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....................