NaPoWriMo2014 #13

More HOT AIR!!!

C. J. Black.

A poem, quickly, release it from its box
Man, but you are a clever fox?
As words at will you keep on weaving?
Nose to the grindstone, no thoughts of leaving.

Words, they keep the juices flowing
My trumpet I’ll continue blowing
Did I hear someone say – HOT AIR ?
Now that’s a bit harsh, even unfair?

For allowing me to grace your stage
Thank you to all who engage –
In your likes and commenting
Skip on now to the next poet lamenting.

C. J. Black©β