Sabrina Vignola Poet Quatrain

Hot Chocolate

Sitting,
Alone and uninspired
Ruminating on my throne 
Of the tired

Freezing,
My heater, broken and retired
In a building whose condemnation
Remains desired

Searching,
For some deeper, elaborated meaning
To a poem procrastinated 
A cause for my demeaning 

Sulking,
I lack muse and direction
I can only imagine the forthcoming drear
Of this poem’s lection

Drinking,
My hot chocolate keeps me company
As I mull over this poetry
And choose a word that rhymes only subtley

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Beata Agustin October 12, 2023 at 7:29 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Karen Croft October 10, 2023 at 1:08 AM I like your word choices Welcome to poetrysoup Sabrina Vignola October 10, 2023 at 9:45 AM Thank you!

Karen Jones October 9, 2023 at 11:55 PM I think poets go through writers block if you will often before a brilliant breakthrough. Like maybe it is the calm before the storm? Love this cozy poem. Sabrina Vignola October 10, 2023 at 9:45 AM Thank you for your kind words, Karen! I did get into a groove right after writing this, so I think you are right about the calm before the storm.

Jan Allison October 9, 2023 at 9:22 PM I often sit and ruminate and write on my throne... but I am queen of poop on poetry soup lol, thanks for sharing your rhyme I can relate when the muse cannot be woken from her slumbers. hugs jan xx Sabrina Vignola October 10, 2023 at 9:45 AM Thank you, Jan! Hugs xx