The
April Poem-A-Day Challenge is finally over. It's been an interesting ride that has hopefully broken me of my dependency on the whims of the muse. Here are the last two pieces.
Day 29
Prompt:
"Write a poem in the 2nd person."
You
There is no excuse for all that has been done,
allowing this abuse, letting you think you've won.
You've pushed me around for far too many years,
putting me down and playing on my fears.
You try to convince me that you're on my side,
but you're existence I just can not abide.
It's over, you're through, now get out of my way.
You won't put me through this for another day.
Day 30
Prompt:
"Write a poem about endings, finishes, finales, etc."
The end of an era.
The end of a line.
The finishing stroke,
set in stone, set in time.
The source of all context
in the grand design.
The last frame of reference
by which all is defined.
Well, that's it. Now I'll stop blogging this inane poetry every day. Thanks to those who took the time to read it. :)
