Random Unsorted Drafts / 7 March 2019

lucky! I count myself

The yellow bag at the back of the cupboard,

I find by chance; lucky I count myself,

Opened with mindsets of saving; for posterity,

Not long before that promise; broken was,

Empty, the bag; full a stomach of mine,

Emm Ann Emm, of peanuts born,

A savoury treat; chocolate covered,

A feast!

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.