Year ‘16 ticks out quite soon
in an endless loop
we remember next of kin
an unusual love
a Muse for the arts
a virtual love.
Wishful thinking.
Love thinking.
The creative niche has
faded thru’ earning desire
pecuniary striving
perusal of independence
perhaps finding a lost friend
a new girlfriend integrated
with promoting your art.
The dream of a fulfilled
artist’s life
lives in a year-end hope.
zoltanzelan
ZJG-Poetry ’16.
