A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the year following, from August 2024 to August 2025.(provided I live that long, of course).
Thank you, Allan Charles. I've contested the Charlie Chaplin thing a couple of times, won once, if I remember correctly. But it's the kind of thing I try when bored and have nothing better to do - just doesn't seem to have happened lately.
Well, it’s week five
and I’m still alive,
but can’t bend my mind
from the daily grind;
two stories to write
(and make ‘em bright)
before August’s end,
then off to send.
Though it’s true that I could easily
dash something off and so be free,
it’s windmills and they demand of me
my very best conceivably.
And so I must for these few days
employ my mind in other ways,
and then devote remaining hours
to what may be my dwindling powers.
Apologies that I’m forced so late,
but hope result will be worth the wait.
Line count: 18
Rhymed basically in couplets but with varied meter (I can’t help it - I’m in a hurry!)
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 5 08.28.23
Prompt: Windmills.
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