Back From Biking

I'm back from biking
And as you have no liking
For any short posts of mine
I said fine
I'll bike real hard
And get myself back
In plenty of time
To strike the rhyme
As good as I can
And be the poetry man
For long enough
So you feel good
For reading what I wrote 

See what I need
As you well know
I think it's safe to say
Is day after day
Of big ole counts
Of goodly words
And best it is
To slip the verse in here
As I had less than an hour
In which to write
So later tonight
When I have the time
To bang it out
I'll be in the goodly practice
Of my Petrie journal
Where the words but fall
Like Autumn leaves

But enough of the quest
To be the best
That I can be
As a writer of prose and poetry
In such an amount
That I could not count
The year's full worth
In anything less
Than I confess
I don't know how damn long
Just that it would take awhile
Because a million words
Is one hell of a number 

Of course we both know
You're not here for that
You're yes but here
For a master of words
And he'll be right back
I'm just keeping the seat warm
Until he finds his form again

I laugh of course
Because I'm the present master
Though my life is something like
A terrible disaster
If I could live myself off
The good of words
I'd be fine

Only that's the way of things
Which I've long since known
But living alone
And without the need
For great expense
I'm okay
With what little I have of mine

But I can always do better
Be a real go getter
Because writing as I do
For nothing earned
Doesn't have me out and burned
But I'm getting too damn old
To be struggling like this

I'm back from biking
And as you have no liking
For any short posts of mine
I rode real hard
To get myself back
And post for you
Because to not but do
More good writing
When yes I can
Offends the Writer Man
That yes I be
That yes I be indeed

Charles Petrie

Date
09-03-19

Time 
17:17-17:58=41 Minutes

Word Count

381