As of this post. I have posted as many poems/posts in this year alone
As I did in every single other year to date.
I would like to thank my students for inspiring be back into poetry, it's been a huge pleasure and sometimes a huge pain. But I hope I'm a slightly better person for it.
I'm sorry I couldn't be there to collect my award in person, my agent will be dropping by to pick it up right after he runs the kids to school.
Thanks heaps.
And to celebrate: A silly (lame poem)
MORNING HAS BROKEN
Morning has broken
Somebody dropped it
Making the coffee
For waking them up
I am not paying
So they can replace it
Morning has broken
It wasn’t my fault
Sweep up the pieces
And maybe try glue it
When that fails, bin it
Or blow it all up
Because it’s so useless
In small pointy pieces
Morning has broken
Like a cheap china cup
Morning has broken
Why didn’t they listen?
I told them to put it
Well out the way
I reached for the kettle
Bumped it with my elbow
Morning has broken
What a horrible day.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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