Journatation Made Easy

Journatation Made Easy


I start with blank paper,
and whine on the last caper
that my life's encumbered,
or that my days are now numbered--
that sort of stuff . . .
'til my hand's had enough.

I'll write about God
or Science or even Todd--
my fave music man,
just to write all I can.
Matters not what about,
but it helps when I can shout!

To shout with a pen
helps thought flow again,
but that doesn't matter
cause all thoughts soon shatter!
Just keep the ink flowing--
write on sin or the wind blowing

or friends or co-workers
or the sick pedo lurkers--
what I write doesn't matter
even if on the latter,
'cause with no forewarning
the words will start storming.

Raining on paper
ink like a shaper,
reign in the form of
prose or poems, sort of--
comes from "the heaven"
like bread left unleavened.

Then when it's over,
I'll let my pen hover,
and change words here or there
as if anyone would care--
and then after weeks,
I'll return for a few more peeks.

Pull out one of the best
and put it to the test
on writing dot com--
where it'll soar or just bomb.
So whether wrong or right,
That's how I write!