Frustration – A Poem By Kelly D. Tolman

Posted by admin on October 15, 2008

Cold as ice and bound for hell
the dogs pounded a thrashing knell
of death beyond the moonlight clean,
while I with mine began to scream.
The fate of men wrought clear with blood
came howling down like devil’s love
to drown the hopes and mysteries
bound within my poetry.

Copyright 2008 Kelly David Tolman

I hope you got a laugh from this.  I find the frustration of writing so annoying that sometimes I just have to find the humor somewhere.

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