Poetic Drive

NaPoMo Entry 2

 

Going hard every day is all I know;

Chasing my dreams for the good and bad.

Peacefulness out where the prairie winds blow,

Full moon over badlands for which I’m glad.

 

Blistering hot sun and those frigid nights

Working away to add to my wealth,

My wife worries for my poetic writes,

I’ve not yet begun to defile myself.

 

Owning the poetic beast that I am,

Burning prosaic candles at both ends.

Standing so tall without giving a damn,

Life is too short for having fake assed friends.

 

So I will work my lines without regret,

While abusing coffee and cigarettes.

 

04/02/2024

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

I agree with everything but the cigarettes.

Let the beast go hog wild.

(like my current profile picture! how about that.)

[J Todd Underhill]

Yeah unfortunately smoking is an addiction picked up up at an early age (the piece your read by me is partially to blame) It's the last one of quite a few addictions that I have not kicked. Someday maybe... not ready now.