Saturday July 23rd, 2022

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: apologies.

2 comments:

Greg said...

Apologies
He turns about, and around, and my desperate hands grab
And I mutter ‘I’m sorry’. He growls just a touch
And tells me to ‘Watch it’; and gives me a slap
Then returns to the flying and being exceedingly butch.

Marc said...

Greg - nearly through July and still going strong!