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On the eleventh

of the eleventh

eleventy-eleven,

someone looked at the calendar

and shrugged.

.

“It’s just a date, mate!”

said a passing monk,

“It doesn’t mean anything

in the scheme of things.”

and he passed on.

.

Many years later,

that statement

would have been found

to be true.

.

For numbers

and dates

don’t relate to fates;

as your fait accompli

of life

has long been decided.

(Poem 12 – Eleven) – 25 Poems in 24 Hours


Poem 12 – 11:00 16-05-2017



At eleven

I was a short lad

Not particularly bad;

But, not that good

At things.

‘Any’ things.

Well, I was pretty proficient 

At:

Breathing

Reading

Writing

Walking

Talking

Running

Thinking

Blinking

Winking

Adding

And

Subtracting.
Apart from those ‘Eleven’

Things

I wasn’t much good

At any thing

But, I was only ‘eleven’

What’s my excuse now?