Monday, December 17, 2012

IPYPIASM!!! (Well, nearly)


Yay!!!

It's IPYPIASM!!!!

I've come to it all a bit late this year (- but you know, I always do...)

And really, this post is a tad premature... I haven't, as yet, put a poem in a shop. The main reason I haven't is because I have failed to write a poem. I have tried a good few times. Nowt.

I worry that along with killing off the h. pylori bacteria that was causing my stomach ulcer, my cocktail of drugs also killed off my writing mojo!! Who knew I kept it in my tummy! Though, seeing as all the best poetry comes from your gut, so maybe I should have realised...





What to do? I suspect I need some l. casei poetritas. Good writing bacteria.

I'm off to the library to drink me in some pro-biographies, some Reader bifidus digestivum, replenish my depleted muse.

Alright, enough, I go before Martine McCutcheon turns up and starts talking shite...

3 comments:

  1. Genius. That's all.

    Apart from bloody get on and do one. Your country needs you.

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  2. taking or talking!

    Your country does need you as Titus says... cos it sure can't be depending on me. least you're blogging.

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  3. I have two poems. They're not quite printed out yet. But I'm off to the shops in the morning, so they're coming with me!!

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