poet Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming

The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 63

It cant be done they said to me
A phrase that made me want to see
If they were right or if it could be done
I mentally prepared myself
Not caring for my own sweet health
And soon the task had already begun

The strain was great I felt it first
When I thought I was through the worst
More and more bombarded my poor senses
The seconds dragged as my brain fought
Against the pain of the onslaught
Making me feel totally defenceless

But I stayed true to what I said
Throughout the throbbing in my head
I powered through as driven like no other
And when at last the task was through
I was proud of what I could do
I’d managed to watch a whole series of ‘Big Brother’

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, April 15, 2011

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