Short Unimaginative Poems

Headless horseman came in the dead of night, but he made no sound.
His stallion did though – it neighed and whinnied and twirled around.
You must have been in Sleepy Hollow a relative said.
He is more unimaginative than a skeleton dead....

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A void
A vacuum
I am an empty space and unyielding
Barren and dry
A word desert
A vulture lands and picks at 
a dead sentence
The clouds of a brainstorm
hover and shrink in the distance
And the air is stale with the unimaginative
I can tell that nothing good 
will be written tonight...

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We are meant to break the ice of hibernation. 

Each year as spring begins. 

All winter was a trance.

Which kept me warm, but also unimaginative. 

Now, I am uninhibited. 

Spring is, at first, an interruption. 

But eventually it becomes all encompassing. 

Leaves that are elegant. 

That flatter the stoic branches. 

Hope that was once obscure. 

During that winter that used to protect us all....

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