And so this time has come to its end... 30 poems in 30 days
Often a wee
half-baked, half-assed
- nay
half-hearted
Occasionally a wee
witless
a drop desultory
- nay
devil-may-care
even on the odd day
a wee
with hubris humbling happenstance
- nay
block, blame or shame
Obviously, a wee
debt, doubt and damnation
nay
not worth every single second
Thank you for joining me
on my poetic exploration of all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities:
nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect
Until we meet again...
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