The challenge is I have to write a brand new poem each day for a year. Here is the poem for yesterday, 4th May 2018. I'm a little late publishing it but I got there in the end. Now I just have to write today's poem . . .
Mine, All Mine!
by Steve Cook
My personal problems are mine and mine alone
To closely hold and cherish for my very own,
And the sins for which I try but never quite atone
Are entirely and exclusively home-grown.
So when you get to know me, be not surprised
To learn my faults are coveted and prized,
While the altar of regret accepts in daily sacrifice
The self-respect that's obviously despised.
My flaws are mine to keep so take them not away,
These disappointing traits, these lacks and lapses fey,
Held with vice-like grip throughout my days
Lest I be left without a game to play.
They gift my life with entertaining sorrows
And assure me I'll be not bored tomorrow.
This self-created blueprint for living I must follow
Is mine and mine alone, just like my shadow.
Mine, All Mine!
by Steve Cook
My personal problems are mine and mine alone
To closely hold and cherish for my very own,
And the sins for which I try but never quite atone
Are entirely and exclusively home-grown.
So when you get to know me, be not surprised
To learn my faults are coveted and prized,
While the altar of regret accepts in daily sacrifice
The self-respect that's obviously despised.
My flaws are mine to keep so take them not away,
These disappointing traits, these lacks and lapses fey,
Held with vice-like grip throughout my days
Lest I be left without a game to play.
They gift my life with entertaining sorrows
And assure me I'll be not bored tomorrow.
This self-created blueprint for living I must follow
Is mine and mine alone, just like my shadow.
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