Bernard Chan Poet Didactic

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Today has 24 hours to live. 
Be at its deathbed, son,
keep a vigil, make sure you're 
included in its will. 
Of the priceless heirlooms, 
have your fill.

Sieze its shoulders,
shake it out of its last slumber
if you must. 
Cajole, wheedle and fawn,
get all that you most dearly want. 
Trust not in the largesse of
an inglorious dawn.

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Maria Williams January 12, 2018 at 5:17 AM Yes a mere 24 hours, make every hour count and seize it if you must. This is a very different poem Bernard, quite ingenious actually. I love it enough to make it a fave Bernard....Maria Bernard Chan January 12, 2018 at 10:01 AM Maria, so glad to hear you're making it a fave. Thank you for your visit and lovely comment :)

Susan Ashley January 11, 2018 at 7:56 PM Wow, Bernard, an intriguing and thought provoking poem. A beautifully expression of seizing the day and making each day your own. A fantastic write with great imagery, your last two lines, especially, are striking. Warmest wishes my friend. ~Susan Bernard Chan January 12, 2018 at 2:35 AM Thank you so much, Susan! Warmest wishes to you too :)