The Final Countdown

a flash sonnet by John Ritchie

My initial thoughts favoured 10, until a 9 obsessed me,
Then, voluptuous 8 came by, and fleetingly possessed me.
7, I had dismissed, from my final scheme,
And 6: irreconcilable with my growing theme.
Number 5, is not for me,
Likewise, out with number 3.
At last, I rue,
I am true.
To only,
1.

John Ritchie‘s no poet, but he don’t know it!

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  1. #1 by The Malt House on July 4, 2011 - 8:21 am

    Love it John, four all the right reasons this deserved two be published!

    Dave

  2. #2 by Oonah on July 4, 2011 - 9:59 am

    Love it Sean X

  3. #3 by John Ritchie on July 4, 2011 - 10:29 am

    Thanks, Dave. Your kind and witty words are much appreciated.

    Cheers

    John

  4. #4 by John Ritchie on July 4, 2011 - 10:30 am

    Bless you, Surface.

    I will try and do something for EDP.

    Best

    Sean

  5. #5 by jennifer walmsley on July 4, 2011 - 2:03 pm

    Clever John. Really enjoyed it.

  6. #6 by John Ritchie on July 4, 2011 - 5:12 pm

    Thank you, Jennifer, it is kind of you to say so.

    Best

    John

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