I Remember 2015

A poem a month I strive
to as little from others, derive –
to piece word by word
most not too absurd
a legible mess, contrive

Taut phrases, rather trite,
won’t live to see the light
like sweet silence, golden,
the author, emboldened,
thinks what we might – makes write.

In time this little game
for money, or for fame,
for followers rabid
or comments insipid
or fans that appear all the same.

It thus goes, any bloke,
in any tongue wrote or spoke,
might make up a scene
of what-may-have-been,
or maybe, a wannabe joke…

A poem a month I strive,
towards something realised, I drive –
a stanza right here,
a line for my dear,
in 2016, we arrive.

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About jfkwt

A little person on a little island in a little planet

Posted on January 24, 2016, in 2015 RememberSG, Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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