Maybe Next Time

Perhaps the next bus
I shall have a ticket to ride,
Or I shall turn down the other road
Instead of following the one on to home,
Maybe next time
Shall be the time I call mine,
When he bellows my name
I will not cower before,
I shall stand tall and firm
And rather than turn my other cheek
I shall turn and walk away,
Maybe next time
A stranger says hello
And suggests a night out
I will sparkle and smile,
Maybe next time I will find
For what I have been longing,
Maybe next time I see a field of flowers
I will take the time to capture a photograph,
Maybe next time the story is in my mind
I will put my pen to paper,
Maybe next time has come and gone
Or maybe this time is my next time

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About this blog...

All poems posted here are written by myself, and I hope the ownership of my work will be respected.

I am 25 years old, and have been writing since I was 8. All poetry is dedicated to the teacher, Miss Charlotte, who first introduced me to this genre of writing.

Challenges

I use several writing prompts, mostly photographic prompts, for my work. Often when I am not consumed by a thought or emotion, I need a little help in writing. I subscribe to two photo blogs as listed further below for prompts. I also take challenges to write about random words on my Twitter. A new challenge I am using is from Deviant Art. I look at the first page of the most popular photography in the last 8 hours and take one to write about.