Oh No, Again
Oh no, again the daily drive is here where work is to begin.
To start this poem for class, a loss nothing is churning.
The thoughts have escaped and what is left, a mess.
No a memory of intricate clogs meshing pounding away.
Pressing out words, sentences and acronyms upon a page.
In hopes to make the grade, to make a smile or just to say hey.
Well time has come so lets just get it done
rhyme until the sentences end.
Let it out or let it flow so soon we should all go.
Where, where who knows, maybe back to the start.
To begin again to make it fresh
to make it sound better than it once did.
To start this poem for class, a loss nothing is churning.
Oh no, again the daily drive is here where work is to begin.
By: ~Michael Fredrickson
Oh no, again the daily drive is here where work is to begin.
To start this poem for class, a loss nothing is churning.
The thoughts have escaped and what is left, a mess.
No a memory of intricate clogs meshing pounding away.
Pressing out words, sentences and acronyms upon a page.
In hopes to make the grade, to make a smile or just to say hey.
Well time has come so lets just get it done
rhyme until the sentences end.
Let it out or let it flow so soon we should all go.
Where, where who knows, maybe back to the start.
To begin again to make it fresh
to make it sound better than it once did.
To start this poem for class, a loss nothing is churning.
Oh no, again the daily drive is here where work is to begin.
By: ~Michael Fredrickson
