The Crapoems continue...

I am enjoying my little burst of poetry, but I realise I am getting into the habit of not blogging normally, and so I may find it difficult to get my arse back into some kind of regular routine when this whole month-long burst of Bardness is behind me. So it may well be that I just carry this on, and just use this blogsite as a dumping ground for my poor attempts at verse indefinitely. I mean, I'm sure I'll get back to boring you with my everyday life eventually, but it's rather repetitive at the moment because work is so busy. So, I need to consider whether you would prefer shitty poems or shitty moans, and I need the time to think about that before deciding how to proceed with things. It's also quite likely that my creative endeavours will just run out of steam naturally at some point, and I'll have to retire my writing pen anyway. That could well happen.

But for now, let us plough on...

Today's poem is called: "Why Wait?"

 

Time marches on

Like an army of relentless seconds

I watch my life drip through the hourglass

Moments becoming memories

Days becoming distant

Present becoming past

Thoughts rise and fall in an instant

then dissipate and disappear

We plan, we postpone, we procrastinate

We hold back, hold fire, hold on to the familiar

We let 'What If' sabotage 'What Is'

We do not dare to dream

for fear of falling flat

We accept our lot and resign ourselves to it

when we should resign from the position imprisoning us

A good life is for others

Those who are better, richer, 'together'

A nicer life is not for us

We are weak, undeserving, incapable

As we get older, we get safer

our choices become less chancy

'Maybe when I'm 30' becomes 'Maybe when I'm 50'

'I could do' becomes 'I should have'

In one blink, one breath, it's all over; too late

So why wait?

 

RC 13-7-23

 

P.S. "Verse Indefinitely" will be a great title for my first published anthology of poems. (Watch this space for details)