the bigger dog
channelling his inner Bear
buckets of diarrhoea
© Rachel Green February 2025
Be no more grieved by thy unending sloth
for orchids bloom where once was naught but clay.
The greatest work will come from personal growth
and Rome was not constructed in one day.
Though art has thee in grip of heart and mind
thy laziness will bear forth stranger fruit
and find an outlet of some weirder kind
where meagre talent can afford to root.
No novels have thee writ for many years
and paintings grace the walls of those long dead
thou cannot weave anew those unshed tears
or wish that you had better skills instead.
All that you are is what I gave to thee
so make the most of what life offers free.
© Rachel Green February 2025
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