To My Poems End Poem by Shaun Cronick

Relaxed at last,
My eyes closed tight.
What will I write,
And share tonight.

Another poem,
For all to view.
And if creative,
Perhaps even two.

I need a theme,
To write about.
Maybe a mystery,
To catch you out.

Possibly a duel,
Good versus evil.
Maybe historic,
Something medieval.

Maybe a romance,
Young lovers adore.
A boy meets a girl,
On a golden seashore.

Perhaps a horror,
I love to write about.
So dark and gross,
It'll freak you out.

Maybe a fable,
Simply for kids.
They'll read forever,
Till bedtime bids.

Could be a deep one,
Your mind can't shrink.
Let alone hide from,
It'll make you think.

I say aloud,
The words I write.
If it flows ok,
I know its right.

Now I've come,
To my poems end.
I look back,
On what I've penned.