[2017] Day of Wreckoning 

I'll shoot straight to the third verse, as it's my favorite. I LOVE Tin Man! His smarts and courage are entwined in a Brain that is his very Heart. And you cannot get any better than that. What a guy! The alliteration in smarts, courage, and heart is fabulous and flows seamlessly! Spades picks up monkeys from the second stanza beautifully.  

Your infamous half rhymes showcase in that first stanza with can, mine, and wide open. The alliteration between oil and open is fabulous and carries like a flow. Additionally, it sets the tone of eagerness, as that of bears from hibernation ready for that initial bite of Spring! It's metaphorically exciting.    

The second verse seems the title signature of the piece, the Day of Wreckoning ( vs. Reckoning ). It's an interesting substitute, and would seem to constitute that there's more to one's moment in the sun than merely bathing in it. Like there's hell to pay, or something. Again, the way you carry the rhyme through is your trademark - worse, verse, forth, curse - alliteration such as monkeys and monthly only adds to the punch.  

I love this type of writing because the rhyme and half-rhyme weaves itself through the entire stanza linking each to the former, thus creating the melody of poem.  

Those final two are interwoven perfectly with best, stick, left, ax - add the repetition of alliteration in the 't' sounds is music.  

Sounds like the trees are going to pay dearly for all those apple stains on your tin. Although, they kind of give you a 60's tie-dye look!  

Me Loves.

Holy smokes. My circuits are on overload. Seriously, they are smoking.

Well then you don't need an oil can near you. ;)

I usually don't settle for near rhymes such as bust / rusted. Perhaps that is tripping you up.

But you are Australian. Everything over on your half of the world flows counter clockwise. Try it again while standing on your head.

Todski, I'll hold him down while you bust him in his rusted nuts.