The night air off the ocean is very cool as it cozies up
next to me tonight; me drinking an imported beer. It reminds me
of that warm sweater shirt, the one with the zippered neck
that my wife’s mother gave me as a gift last year; the one
I’d left laying over the back of my desk chair while the weather
was congenial and the temperatures of my spirit were higher.
I slip it on over my sleepy head and immediately I feel inspired
Like maybe I could write another cheesy, flabby and banal poem….
in under two minutes.
2008 © T
Ted Sheridan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-to-write-a-poem-in-under-two-minutes/
