Life's weariness o'ertakes me

Life’s weariness o’ertakes me
Each step demanding more
Calling forth a shivering strength
Leaning on a rickety fencepost
Turning its face from the stinging gale
Whispers of weakness winnowing resolve
Failing flames scorching a yellowed page
Darkness seeping from an idle pen
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October 28, 2024 at 12:44 PM
Signs of growing old John, hang on in there buddy.
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October 28, 2024 at 3:24 AM
This is thoughtful and sad to read. It reminds me of 'There is a season...' J P.S. Glad the fence-post held up despite the gale.
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October 27, 2024 at 10:49 AM
Goodness John! Superlative poetry!
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October 27, 2024 at 9:33 AM
Your pen will never be idle as long as you can draw breath, John. A bit of reinforcement on that fencepost, a little whitewash on those yellowed pages and you're good to go.
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October 27, 2024 at 8:27 AM
Love this alliterative poem. Great ending Darkness seeping from an idle pen:
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