Write a Dumb Poem

Nuts!

I must be nuts!

Nothing to worry about.

No fear of a misplaced word

no fear of a comma where

should be a semicolon

paragraphs in proper order

sentences as should be,

all writing accepted,

rounds of editing

from me to him

and back to me...

then back to him

all editing through.

Cover art long

since agreed.

Last of three books

on way to printing,

two and a half decades

of writing then re-writing

then re-writing again...

and again.

All through

nothing more to do,

nothing more

I can do,

no words arriving

in the middle of the night,

no thoughts coming

that must,

simply must

be remembered,

no vital thought repeating,

repeating in my mind

time and time again

to remember.

So I must be nuts

because from the

TV in the living room

then back to the computer

and back again

then once more

having a need to go on,

but go on with what?

Nuts!

I must be nuts!

So I think I’ll write a dumb poem.

Yeah, write a dumb poem!