04-21-2014, 02:57 AM
A not-so-secret secret
The boat has fallen into the sea
from underneath my feet
I wanted to write more poetry
but my days are awfully replete.
Everyday this April I vowed
to share at least one poem,
(No one's waiting to be wowed
but I still don't want them to groan!)
yet workshops and trainings abound
and the hours are too few
I see empty threads and frown,
but love, life and duty call too.
The boat has fallen into the sea
from underneath my feet
I wanted to write more poetry
but my days are awfully replete.
Everyday this April I vowed
to share at least one poem,
(No one's waiting to be wowed
but I still don't want them to groan!)
yet workshops and trainings abound
and the hours are too few
I see empty threads and frown,
but love, life and duty call too.
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The howling beast is back.
The howling beast is back.