Hour 23 (2022)- Brave New World

Every year we have this one day
Twenty-four hours where we come to play
We write, we stress, we get little sleep
As we compose all our poems
Some silly, some deep.
We have camaraderie with our fellow mates
We keep each other busy, and finally awake.
With bleary eyes we write, and write some more
And finally as our fingers start to curl
We rejoice to be living in this brave new world.

3 thoughts on “Hour 23 (2022)- Brave New World

  1. I love this one. I could feel it. It definitely brought back feelings from the 24hr marathon. My fingers did in fact start to curl even though I didn’t feel like I wrote much.

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