At Last - One Hundred Poems #20 (#101)

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At Last

(NehpetsEnal) #101


A last I've passed one hundred, that fateful number

Oh, how along the way I've tripped and stumbled

The path was never straight and narrow

But an ever-changing challenge


My first target was simply to get pen on paper

But for that I needed inspiration

That was then I discovered it was right in front of my nose

It came in the form of some fascinating prompts


Some of which I completely misunderstood

Thank goodness, I was helped along by an angel

Then some seemed unsurmountable, like a mountain

To make it harder I looked back through my work


And found that some eight of my pieces didn't meet the eight-line target

This eighth thing is a kind of irony, which has left me with another hill to climb

Come what may, I won't give up, with just another seven to go

 I will finish this book, and can't wait to rest it on the shelf

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