Thursday, July 18, 2019

Poetic Asides impossible, Poem Away Stanzaic


Impossible

Some things seem impossible
Makes you feel a fool at loss
Then something pulls at you
You’ll show it who’s boss and see it through

So you struggle on with it
Wanting so to quit and yawn
Feels like you just sit and flail
It’s night before dawn, you just may fail      

Then you dig up your chutzpa
You let go of the if/ buts    
And then you think-huh-it’s done
Impossible? Nuts! You won!

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