Terza Rima Friday Night 

It’s Friday Night

After a crazy week

All is in sight.

As I try not to freak

It’s all under control

As long as I don’t speak.

Digging myself out of this hole

Is never very easy

Trying my best to go with the flow.

Sometimes my words are cheesy

Other times they have their charm

Be it tranquil or somewhat breezy.

Never want to cause alarm

Or even a scare

I haven’t checked out of the farm

I know you would care

Because you’ve shown it

And that you’re aware.

That I’ve grown from it

And I’ve matured too

I can silently sit.

Contemplate a memory or two

My life has been so long

I don’t always know what to do.

So I put on a favorite song

As music soothes my troubled mind

And I play it all day and night long.

Always gets me out of a bind

Or a writer’s block case 

Often words, I’ll suddenly find.

Right in front of my face

Obvious and my choice 

It’s a shock I ever misplaced.

I’ve definitely found my voice

Using words instead of screams

Now I truly can rejoice.

Relaxing as it seems

Until the next challenges arise

Using all within my means.

It’s no surprise

To live in an ideal

As I now surmise.

Laying back after a meal

Dabbling in my poetry

Writing tercets by feel…

-AAA 09/27/2024