once again, I’m running late:
it isn’t like I didn’t try
but time just got away from me,
and it’s so hard to concentrate
when my other duties call;
all the words evaporate
half-started poems sit unresolved.
It’s not like I procrastinate...
so many other things to do,
and so I share this explanation
now that Poetry Month is through.
I watched as others made the cut—
Dedication? Or sheer luck?
Still, many may commiserate
like me, not finding full fruition.
I'm looking forward to next year
with guarded hope, and less attrition!
Fingers crossed!
© Ginny Brannan 2023
From the 1960’s show Rowan and Martins “Laugh In”
The “Flying Fickle Finger of Fate Award” was used to “laud” (aka poke fun at) celebrities and government officials for something they did, or didn't do. I am obviously neither, but the title still seems fitting!
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