Oh Dear #poetry

Oh dear I’m not sure what I’ve done,

But everything’s gone wrong,

Perhaps it started late last night,

With my choice of karaoke song…

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Faded Pegs

I’ve talked to birdies, sure,

I whistle, stand, listen, and more,

The garden whispers,

Holding a secret conversation with itself,

The sunlight kissing all,

And yet some seek shade,

Each to their own,

Each peg on the line,

Waiting to hang its next victim,

Like hungry piranha,

Just waiting to consume clothes,

Coloured pegs, faded by time,

Just one job in life,

To hold on tight,

I am a peg, faded, jaded, holding on….