A Poem about Nothing

This is a poem about nothing,
’cause nothing is what’s in my head,
I really wanted to write something,
but my brainwaves all seem to be dead.

The empty is rattling loudly,
the dust bunnies dancing around,
it’s making the Nullarbour Desert,
look like flourishing ground.

But I shan’t be dissuaded,
from making a blog post today,
so I’ll just write about nothing,
in my own unique silly way.

© ceenoa

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17 thoughts on “A Poem about Nothing

  1. Lily 13/12/2016 / 6:34 pm

    Even though you have nothing to write, the nothing you wrote is quite brilliant in it’s nothingness.

    Liked by 2 people

    • Claudette 13/12/2016 / 7:01 pm

      Ah, your words supporting my nothing is like nothing I have heard before. Much appreciated 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Phil Ryan 07/02/2017 / 8:00 pm

    Found you! I think I might just have followed your business blog by mistake when obviously it’s this one I need to be in step with. I like this, it’s very good, if this is a snapshot of what’s in store I’m going to like it here. As a one time cricket fan who’d have thought! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • Claudette 08/02/2017 / 8:24 am

      Welcome Phil – just getting it out there – I hate cricket, and football and just about every sport going – phew, ok, welcome 🙂 I do like nonsense, and you can find lots of it here.

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