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Endless – A Poem

Well, here we are – poetry. Not my thing. Not my thing at all. But, the 30 Writing Challenges that I’m currently working my way through calls for a poem. Challenge number four states – write a poem using the words: blue, mistrust, half, twang.

What am I supposed to so with that? I asked myself. The answer, it seemed, was very little. The only ‘poetry’ I’d ever tried, years ago, usually began with lines like – ‘There was a young man called John Tuck, who couldn’t believe his bad luck…’

So I scribbled, and I scribbled some more, and this is what, eventually, I produced…

Challenge 4: write a poem using the words: blue, mistrust, half, twang.

Endless

Time
marches on.
Endless.
Happy, sad,
regardless.
A lazy Sunday
quickly turning into
a blue Monday.
A country singer
once sang,
in her country twang,
about her lonely past,
and her mistrust
of the cowboy’s lust.
But the song finished well,
the second half ending
with a rebel yell.
Happy, not sad.
A blue Monday
stretching into
a lazy Sunday.
Because
time
marches on.
Endless.

So there you have it. Poetry (ish) by me. It’s not much, it’s certainly not great. But it is another challenge completed. My attempts at the previous challenges can be found here.

Why not give the 30 Writing Challenges a go? If you do, let me know, I’d love to see what you come up with!

~ABC~

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Alen B Curtiss 2013
Curtiss Creations 2013

 

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