Well the story’s told,
The film rights and books are sold,
For notes you can fold.
The day’s cold and wet,
The rain dripping through the trees,
Makes a poor shelter.
Tag: books
Saturday 02/02/19 Afternoon
A short afternoon,
Trying to recover more,
From the week before.
Some guitar music,
D minor F major chords
A few more majors.
If i could i would,
And if i want I will write,
Books, songs and poems.
Saturday 26/01/19 Me
So tired last night,
It is hard to work and think.
To do what i love.
I don’t write a lot.
Just a Haiku everyday.
A force against will.
I love to write songs,
Poems and maybe some books.
If time will permit.
They are all written,
It’s the time to dig them out.
One by one, a gem!