Alan's little book of verse
I decided to write,I don't know if you heard.
Some poetry and verse,
Maybe I should call it.
Alan's little book of verse,
Although I don't know if I got that right.
Maybe I should have called it,
Alan's little book of shite.
Writing stories and rhymes,
Is easy when you do it all the time.
It's when you stop and your mind stops too,
It's as though my thoughts have become unglued.
Thoughts no longer interlaced with my mind,
Unable to find that common link to make rhymes.
Not just the rhymes but the stories that unfurled,
As I try to find the words in my now forgotten world.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2024-11-20 at 10:54
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