A Year In Verse

A year ago I set myself a challenge:
a poem a day across the coming year.
Today I write the last, the deed is done:
a daily haiku, sonnet or sestina,
three hundred and sixty five of them, each down
before the final chime of midnight’s rung.
Except for Christmas Eve, cause then I tarried
until the Holy Day had peeked above
the dawn’s divide, the final candle lit,
and Merry Christmas bid to one and all.
And now I sign off twenty twenty-five
with this my final rhyme ’til twenty-six!

I did it! Some serious, some fun, some hasty, some long, but regardless of that 365 complete (if numbered wrong…)
(31.12.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Elisha Terada on Unsplash

Poem 382 – This Year

This year I will not leap out of
a plane for charity,
nor scale a tree topped mountain summit
or swim across the sea.

I bet my debut novel still
will probably not get written,
and surely I won’t be packing theatres
with jokes and witticism.

I will not gain a medal or
some gong in the New Year’s Honours,
I plan not to feature in the news
for being some crazed wrong ‘un.

Instead my New Year’s resolution
is simply to see it through,
and on the way to write a poem
every day or two…

This year, other than getting grants for the church redevelopment, I have no special objectives or challenges planned, except the personal challenge of regularly posting poems throughout the year. Can I do one a day throughout 2025?
(01.01.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Vincent Burkhead on Unsplash