Saturday, 8 March 2014

Meetings

I've been to some awe inspiring meetings, ones where the speaker and everything about the event lifts your spirit, motivates and encourages you to do whatever needs to be done. This short poem is not about one of those meetings...

This is dull,
this is boring.
Much more of it
and I’ll be snoring

Save me, save me
from this meeting.
I can take no more
of his constant bleating

Take me, take me
away from all this.
Anywhere but here
would be such bliss.


2 comments:

  1. I'm sorry you still feel that way about Phil.It's been a long time now surely you could put it behind you! ;)

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    1. Rest assured this poem couldn't possibly be about Phil. He never gave me biscuits when he preached.

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