In a state of sheer panic
I’ve not written my poem for today
Nothing much to write about
and no words of any interest to say 

So I write about nothing
because I feel the need to write something 
It is nonsense and pointless 
but anything is better than nothing… or is it?

Then I remembered I hadn't posted one from Monday!!

It is the last day of January
thirty one days have passed us by
A month of writing a poem a day 
and at the same time staying dry 

I gave up drinking alcohol
and joined in with Tom’s “poem a day”
I nearly gave in part way though the month
I was tempted but did not stray 

My little challenge is now complete 
I know many have achieved so much more
But these are my January wins
who knows what February holds in store