I’ll try harder next time

I’m afraid today’s poem won’t be much good.

The sun on my skin

Is making me far too happy,

And I keep accidentally saying

‘Good morning’,


and ‘Good day’

to the people who walk by.

I tried coming outside

To be inspired by my loneliness,

But I’m afraid I’m more inspired

By the green, green grass

And the bright blue sky

Than I am by my own

Free solitude.

I’ll try harder next time.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Roz says:

    Lovely as usual.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. One of my favourite things is prose about writing prose from a first person perspective, enjoyed this thusly.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. pickpoetry says:

      thank you so much! 😀


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