National Poetry Day (plus one)

Happy National Poetry Day, Poetry Lovers (I know, it was yesterday).

However, a late nod to such a significant day never hurt anyone.

The theme was Counting and after scribbling many words about foursomes, couples and threesomes (don’t ask!), they became redundant as I recalled the misery of sums and numbers at school. Quite depressing, I should have stuck with the threesome…..

I would have liked to have gone to the Poetry Takeaway van at the South Bank yesterday, where they would wrap you up a poem. Somehow I stayed put, and I’d had so much poetry action recently from Morecambe.

So this is the best I could muster. Do read on…

Counting Up

Hate figures and sums

Rather play with my chums

I count with my thumbs

Numbers and arithmetic

Just make me sick

Teacher gets on my wick

Equations and fractions

Lack any real action

I’d rather be in Clacton

Hated significant figures

Once I got bigger

I just drew a picture

Maths at O level

Just seemed such drivel

Numbers are the devil

HM 2024

So, how many bad memories did that bring up for us?! Plenty, I bet!!

Thanks for tuning in, PL’s. We’ll be back with more poetry action real soon…