Sometimes the ideal becomes the nightmare!
Stuck
Paradisiacal koi pond, chaise-morn
Where laid a faded towel, well-worn
Distraction free, iPad fully charged
Niggling thoughts of virus barged
Tranquility to write dashed away
On the surrounding stones set in clay
YOU ARE READING
Five Year Poem Plan - Part 1
PoetryI am going to attempt to write a poem a week for five years! It is a personal resolution that I am making public in order to hold myself accountable.
