Kabuteng P.Ink K. Poet Free verse

Empty

here I go again
dipping into 
my well of inspiration
and coming up 
empty

how long has it been?
seems like
time has stopped,
stuck at 12 'o clock
stumped

this well
that I'm talking about
only has fumes
suffocating, then floating away to
nothingness

I stare blankly
and let my mind wander
but all I see are roadblocks
don't know where to start
helpless

so I dip again
into that well
of abysmal nothingness
hopeful that I might scoop up
something...anything

the bucket slips 
plunges into that oblivion,
lost to infinity it seems
so I walk away, sighing
then I hear a "clink!"

the faintest of clinks 
that would have ever existed
but I heard it
that well all along has always been
empty



***Sept. 14, 2010

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De R December 16, 2011 at 12:51 PM I can hear ya, nikko...it's been so hard to write something for the past weeks, 'my well is empty' for sure...I just hope I can hear a clink soon though...nicely done, dearie! :* Can totally relate to it.

Andrea Dietrich September 17, 2010 at 7:29 PM I'm coming up empty again on poems to repond to of yours. hahaha. But I really do appreciate your seeing so many of mine all the time. You are the greatest! Andrea

Andrea Dietrich September 14, 2010 at 9:01 PM well, gosh , that is pretty depressing. hahahaha. Kind of like a recent poem I wrote! Luv, Andrea

Carol Sunshine Brown September 14, 2010 at 10:12 AM I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Nikko. I am looking forward to tomorrow and what I might read of yours again. Never let your pen lay and dry out. The best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol

Harry Horsman September 13, 2010 at 9:52 PM enjoyed this,Nikko very profound. Harry

Kris Walters September 13, 2010 at 6:47 PM Hey Nikko! I love the metaphor here, so fitting and really sort of describes where I am right now. Nicely done! Best wishes, hugs, Kris

Poet Destroyer A September 13, 2010 at 4:39 PM wow! Nikko, i feel the same way right now.. empty, i just don't know of what. that is what happens when things get silly. empty, of love energy lol, even of thoughts. As for my well it is full, if i pull up a pail it is full of water. but the emptyness comes from all the holes my bucket has. lol. get it. i can pull of water, but it all flows out from all them holes my bucket has. leaving my pail empty all over again..always always empty,..*enjoyed your poem*,..p.d.

Doris Culverhouse September 13, 2010 at 3:21 PM sounds like myself today...have no umph for anything.

Michael J. Falotico September 13, 2010 at 2:55 PM well done Nikko...always a joy to read your work.... Michael