Twelve Days And Counting…

As the end

Draws ever near

I have to say

I’m feeling the fear

What will I do

If I don’t write

What will I do

With all this spite?

Pens Down

Nothing lasts

Forever

You know

Not you

Not me

And certainly not my poetry

(Originally Posted 17.02.2021)

17/02/2023 6

By A Thread

The problem is

If I lay down

I’d no longer have an excuse

If I just stopped

And my guard dropped

Then all hell would break loose

Resurrection

If I
were
to see
you
again

I
wouldn’t
know
where
to start

So
perhaps
it’s
best

I lay
here
to
rest

And
nurse
my
broken
heart

(Originally Posted 14.09.2020)

14/09/2022 0

Last Post

This is

My last post

Everything

Has been written

All sides

Of this cherry

Are now

Thoroughly bitten