KEEP ME POSTED

My poem, My poem, 

Where can it be.

Think I left it,

Under that tree.

 

Was it the one,

Wrote it in jest.

Where is it now,

Yet was it my best.

 

Maybe it was about.

No cannot remember,

Curse where can it be,

Minds frozen in embers

 

My poem, My paper,

Crumbled up over the floor,

Jumbled up thoughts,

Running leaping as never before.

 

My poem, My poem,

Where does it lay?

Oh you silly old fool,

You've already posted

It on poetbay.

 





Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-02-28 at 00:12

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AFRODITE STATHI The PoetBay support member heart!
This is so good!!!Made my day!!!So clever!!!Bravo!!
2022-02-28