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 Poems for years 4, 5 and 6 of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
| A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the years following, from August 2024 to August 2025, 2025 to 2026 (provided I live that long, of course). |
| An Old Friend I know him well, Old Father Time, his stamp is hard upon me now each morning from the bed I climb how slow and painful that I bow beneath the weight of passing years these burdens that he casts on me and yes, the aches and burning tears they all conspire to make me be this shrunken frail and worn out thing that once was young and hopeful so now memories cold comfort bring upon my soul before I go though grey and lined this body be there’s sunlight still within my mind Old Father Time, he lets us see the days were good and often kind. Line count: 16 Form: It’s rhymed abab and each line has eight syllables. It’s meant to be what I call a chant - read without expression and entirely ruled by the beat. Hence the sparsity of punctuation. I thought it fairly apt for the subject of time and its relentless progression. For Promptly Poetry Challenge 6, Week 10 Prompt: Time. |
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