How to write a poem
When I’m relaxed & not stressed by work and
I’m feeling well and balanced, it’s easy to get
ideas for poems.
I try to write about almost anything;
the weather or just making observations on
people passing on the street or what goes on
in my head while having a cup of coffee down at
Café Merci on Hornsgatan;
But these days my poems are full of
complaints and annoying ideas of
how much better everything used to be.
Just like this poem.
I wish I could write a poem about the
small fly that circles over the head of
the pretty schoolgirl at the table
next to me.
But not this time.