One Poem by James Bell

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

sure to be a winner

another October and you are not finished
and time too for replenishment of ink
such are the travails we have my dear

though when the time comes it’s sure
to be a winner – I say this all the time though
another October and you are not finished

your book becomes fatter as we decline
and even skin has left the bones of both
such are the travails we have my dear

perhaps we degenerate with the story
having followed too many subplots – diversions
another October and you are not finished

time pales us before this noble industry
our names forgotten as we fall to dust
such are the travails we have my dear

hold my hand as you ponder – consider
the next word in your skull – maybe the last –
another October and you are not finished
such are the travails we have my dear

 

James Bell has lived in France for a while now where he writes non-fiction, fiction and poetry, some of which gets published. This happens with photography too.

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