Hundreds of poems have I written
Few have read them, fewer care
But what bug have I been bitten?
And why do I continue to share?
 
I guess writing has me smitten
Perhaps until gray all my hair
Or till my fingers all frostbitten
Or I’m breathless gasping for air
 
No real joy to be had in writing
But tomorrow I’ll have pen in hand
Rather than out at sea windsurfing
Or building castles in the sand!
 
© F Aparici   09/11/2020

2020

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Charlotte B. Williams
7 months

Keep writing my friend, You’re doing a great job.
We enjoy them, and will continue to read them. Thanks

Francis
Francis
7 months

Thanks Charlotte. I will.

Sim Evora
7 months

I may never write a hundred poems but thank you for the inspirations. I still would like to build sand castles and enjoy the sun.
Lovely poem.

Francis
Francis
7 months

Thank you my dear. It’s all in you. Just have to pull it out.

Nelson D Reyes
7 months

Only God can make a tree
For His other creation
To write about with glee

Nice poem Brod. Like.

But I like to go surf fishing once in a while as well. And watch the bikini girls go by.

Francis
Francis
7 months

True. Maybe I will take pen to the beach and watch.

Thanks for liking Brod.

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
7 months

@Francis: I’ll set up the fishing rods and sit back with you your pen in hand watch the itty bitty yellow polka dots disappear.
That would be a very good day at the beach.

Like the lead picture. Is that Banaue?
Photo or painting?

Francis
Francis
7 months

@Nelson: Ok Brod. Sounds like a plan.

It's a Windows picture that shows up when you log on to Edge. The picture changes after a few days. The picture is of a farm in southern China.

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