I got nothing
30 days to Christmas
and the soul is empty
of any spirit
past, present, or future

I got nothing
to want or to give
cupboards as bare
as my shame
past, present, or future

I got nothing
except these stark words
etched into memory
of what never was
past, present, or future

I got nothing
sounds of silence
echoing in the night
yuletide carollers
past, present, or future

I got nothing

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry. One a day for November!