Yesterday was my birthday, I woke up with a sore head and after a prosecco breakfast had no motivation to write a poem and today has been much the same (minus the boozy breakfast).
Yesterday’s was a total cheat without looking at a prompt; today’s prompt on The Poetry School website was to write an Aphorism – so basically a witty one liner. Mine isn’t witty or a one liner but just something my niece said that I might want to come back to.
#16 – Every time we get ID’d together in Tesco
You have the same birthday.
Yes we do.
Grandad says the days have got longer
so why is life going faster and faster?