Poetry Friday revised - the first of the last chances

I've decided to take my own poem down. So, I'll post some others instead. Abraham Piper wrote a silly (but clever) sonnet to enter into a competition to win a bed. I thought it was amusing. However, it would seem that it's his brother, Karsten Piper, who is the 'professional' poet. See here.

But tonight I'll post another Sophie Hannah:

First of the Last Chances

I stand back as the Skipton train advances,

having to choose too fast

between the scorn and the sympathetic glances

of my supporting cast

all of whom think boarding the train enhances

my odds. I wave it past.

If I don't take the first of the last chances

I will not fear the last.