Last sentence from: “Very good, Jeeves!” P.G. Wodehouse.
A free flow Saturday in strange times
Brown stains left by coffee cups
On the white window sill
Dialogs with oneself
Dialogs with the world
Dialogs with the people
Ruling one’s head
I ponder thoughts and philosophies
And words and carefully avoided rhymes
My head screams “Stop!”
My clock screams “Done!”
My glass screams “Refill!”
So its closing time, bar the shutters
Shut the door. Cheerio.
“Cheerio, sir, if I may use the expression.”
2 thoughts on “Skay Hour 12”
Great way to send off the poetry half-marathon! And fitting for the times…
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