The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: a finale.
Mine:
So here we are: the final curtain;
How we got here, I'm not quite certain.
While it's been a trip, I must admit,
It is well past time for me to quit.
Happy new year! I'll see you for one final post tomorrow.
2 comments:
That's a very bittersweet poem, but it seems fitting somehow. A nice way to end your posting time on the blog (at least for now).
I'm not sure where mine should go but let's see what I can come up with.
The finale
The weary writer's hands fall still,
The keyboard, silent now, just waits.
The blinking cursor counts time until
The writer's freed from the tyrant Fates.
Greg - thank you :)
And that is a very fine final contribution from you! Thank you for sticking with this blog for so long. Your loyalty and dedication to responding to all the prompts has been very much appreciated.
I will likely be in touch via email... let's say before month's end, just to give myself some wiggle room :)
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