My head is empty, As a great hall
The words
They echo, Off the wall

Disclaimer

"I'm not really a poet...I just play one in my head"

About my Mental Health:

No, I am not disturbed, depressed, or in any other way unstable. I do have words in my head, that won't leave me alone. That, perhaps, may allude to some sort of insanity. I rather do consider myself to maintain an average level of overall mental wellness. Whatever that means, anyway.
The point here is to clarify that the posting of any particular poem has no reflection on my current state of being. I capture the words as they float in my head, I edit the poems as time permits, and I update my blog as I get around to it.
That is all.
No more, no less.
Well, sometimes there’s more. And of course, sometimes there is less.