Another Poem

On new ideas, as new year comes
approaching from the east,
I dwell ‘n work
in cafés new;
in notebooks filling slow.

Though passed prolific-penning may
now be, I do, at least,
write still, alert,
as-yet not through –
as these new lines now show.

Adventures in sharing my stuff
myself continue on…
As th’next year in
a calender;
a life fills out with plans,

I write another poem for
to reassure someone
(Me?) that nothing
will hinder
this pen that’s in my hand!

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