GO NO MORE A BOWLING

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My apologies to Lord Byron!

So we’ll go no more a bowling So late into this night Though our arms be still as willing And the lanes be still as bright, For balls wear out the fingers And arthritis shows its might, While the back pains all linger And knees need rest’s respite. Though the night is made for bowling And the lanes close far too soon, Yet we’ll go no more a rolling, Until the clock strikes noon.

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Ink Empress

Date: 5/2/2024 1:08:00 AM

Brilliant write this is dear david, your words flow so well and i love the cadence of your lines. So well articulated and delivered. How time changes so much for us all can be felt as i read this poem. Especially “ So we’ll go no more a bowling So late into this night Though our arms be still as willing“ as well as “ For balls wear out the fingers And arthritis shows its might,“ excellent. Pleasure reading your work today. Sending you light

Chetta Achara

Date: 4/30/2024 9:56:00 AM

I enjoyed thus poem. The older I get the more the ached and pains define my activities.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 4/29/2024 3:45:00 PM

Hello David Drowley, oh lucky you to be able to go bowling with people that enjoy to go bowling. i have not been for the longest time. enjoy your game. Enjoy your evening my friend. /Darlene/