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, HaveYourselfAMerryLi'lCharles. 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.
A good morning to the empty pristine page,
awaiting its breakfast of magical words,
and thoughts are aligning all eager and sage.
But jumbled they are, all so dumb and absurd,
the brain it’s not working, “Vacation!” it cries,
I hunt for a subject but ev’rything’s blurred.
the teevee is shouting and telling its lies,
the coffee is weak and not up to its task,
the hope I had early just dwindles and dies.
I think I am beaten, I may have to pass -
but wait, it seems I have succeeded at last.
Line count: 11
Form: Terza Rima - Rhymed aba bcb cdc dd, 11 syllables per line
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 12
Prompt: Write a Terza Rima.
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