Friday, 6 March 2015

A Reminder

What a difference when the sun’s on call
There are dancing patterns on my wall
The bare twigs beckon, standing tall
I watch the show
The light enhances hairline cracks
The dust around the pots in stacks
Assorted tools, last year’s knick knacks
Which I should stow.

But my good intentions let me down
The disorder that the sun has found
Are enough to cause my brow to frown,
Where’s my esteem?
The internet and World Wide Web
The novels read when I’m abed
All must be put aside – instead
Time to spring clean!

(c) Poet in the woods 2015

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