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Today I will try to write a poem that rhymes
with strong meter and development
I acknowledge content suffers sometimes
in the pursuit of perfect accompaniment

Time marches ever onwards, I’m in a hurry
to get one thing or another done. Finished
before the next one is due. I scurry
towards the end, usually diminished

Lessened by the need to produce, propel
some project or other, as though it matters
In five years, who will notice? Maybe rest a spell
and observe the world, urgency shatters

When life is a rat race, if you win, you’re still a rat
vainly trying to change the system from within
Twisting and turning yourself, as an acrobat
working to maintain the status quo. To spin

out of control, nose diving toward the ground
mixing metaphors to fit the rhyme scheme
Fit the concept to the words, as they surround
My poem. I don’t seem to have put in a theme.

I wrote this today as part of NaPoWriMo. So far I’ve been able to produce something everyday, though the quality is wildly variable. I’ve been a bit quiet here on the blog, not least because here in Australia we’ve pretty much got the pandemic under control and we’re allowed out of the house. I’ve been to parties, and bars and restaurants with a reasonable expectation of not dying. It’s great, but I’m back to being busy all the time.

Mother’s day is coming up, and later in the month are my mother’s and grandmother’s birthdays, it’s getting cold and dark earlier and earlier in the evening. At the end of this month I’ll go back to working on my manuscript, hopefully I’ll be able to get a bit more done on it than I have this month. I have big plans for my next couple of releases I just have to finish them!