October by Alex Ive - Another crap poem by yours truely
October by Alex Ive
*Warning, I do not make a good poet*
October comes but once a year.
When, depends on the hemisphere,
In the autumn or in the spring.
October is a global thing.
Some days I feel that it’s not my day,
Sometimes even when it’s my birthday.
I look forward, I look back ,
Memories it does not lack.
October, the month of the great flood.
Caused by saturation of the mud.
Uckfield makes the news
Followed by the Ouse.
Month of the hurricane.
Mad weather in the main.
Now I live down under.
I often wonder.
Never normal.
Sometimes formal.
I’m another year older.
Because it’s October.
A. E. Ive 2005
*Warning, I do not make a good poet*
October comes but once a year.
When, depends on the hemisphere,
In the autumn or in the spring.
October is a global thing.
Some days I feel that it’s not my day,
Sometimes even when it’s my birthday.
I look forward, I look back ,
Memories it does not lack.
October, the month of the great flood.
Caused by saturation of the mud.
Uckfield makes the news
Followed by the Ouse.
Month of the hurricane.
Mad weather in the main.
Now I live down under.
I often wonder.
Never normal.
Sometimes formal.
I’m another year older.
Because it’s October.
A. E. Ive 2005
posted by AL @ 12:10 am
4 Comments:
At 2:00 am,
Owen Winter said…
Its not as bad as you make out
Just remember that not all poems need to rhyme and a lot of the time they are at their best when they don't rhyme
At 2:08 am,
AL said…
True, true, thanks.
At 3:39 pm,
Anonymous said…
I thought it was a good poem, to do a poem that long that rhymes does take some skill.
At 3:43 pm,
AL said…
Wow, a compliment from the famous Anonymous, Thank you, whoever you may be.
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