End of April

by fortytwo6x7


Tomorrow April becomes May

this poem marks the end

of my NaPoWoMo

to those that read the words I wrote

I give you thanks

and hopefully not headaches

to other poets

who took time to comment

I will get round to reading you work

now the dreaded deadline has expired

writing, reading and commenting

was like Arnhem

a bridge to far

also note

producing a good, deep, meaningful

poem every day for a month

is something I will never do

those that can, are best described as

fucking genius’s

my last thoughts are

theirs bread and cheese upon the shelf

if you want a better poem better write it yourself