A Poem A Day Poem by Fab Ricciardi

Forced to write
A few lines at the time
Just to be polite
Follow the bottom line

Not sure if it makes sense
Writing without direction
Spoiling the innocence
Defying all protection

Four lines in a row
Rhyming to please the ear
A poem begins to flow
Writer’s block no longer here

Another piece has come together
It all went down somehow
Ink on paper will last forever
Another poem has been written now

A poem each day
I promised to write
On New Year’s Day
When it all felt so right

So now one’s laid down
I promised one a day
I begin to frown
Do I like it this way?