Sitting by the fire, <br />Back pressed against the trunk of this tall deciduous <br />In the cool of summer’s breeze <br /> It is here that I emerge in unavoidable thought. <br /> <br />I twirl this pen between my teeth, <br />I ponder and I think <br />In such conditions my incentive has fled; <br />I have squandered the better usage of my words. <br /> <br />And though the sky be clear tonight, <br />And the fire sparks and thrives, <br />Surely, I can find the merit in this moment; <br /> I have everything and yet nothing more to say.<br /><br />Samantha Samis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-more-to-say-4/
