Regrets

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Recall

Looking back then
now ..
Upon what might
well
once have been ..
Is not...

Poem -

Looking back

Looking back

So many years have passed by
I look back uneasy as I do
I see a tunnel dark,
...

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A journey~

through time*

Life on Earth, at times, feels like a journey through time, the *light* and the magic of being alive. Able...

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Poem -

Second Chance

Second Chance

MY LIFE DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT
IF I DON'T HAVE YOU BY MY SIDE
COUNTLESS MISTAKES HAVE KEPT...

Poem -

Written on the wall

Alternate: 3 Mirrors

Written on the wall

Weight against the flowing tide
Forged papers elitist's sign
Paperback. Between the lies....

Poem -

~ ALTERNATING ARABESQUES ~

~ ALTERNATING ARABESQUES ~

As I was warned, the apparition's dance
With alternating, arabesques
Like shadows racing,...

Poem -

Self-Captive

Save Me From Me

Self-Captive

Heart on my sleeve
Knife in my back
Eyes opened wide
Nails with jagged edges
...

Poem -

Too late

Too late

I think I'll get some sleep tonight
I'm tired of this weight
This emptiness is heavy
...

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Regret

Acrostic

Regret

R umours surface
E ventually purges
G litter turns to dust
R ubble forms round trust...

Poem -

The Needs Of Weeds

The Needs Of Weeds

I thought I'd write a poem,
About flowers on a summer's day.
Then I imagined something else...

Poem -

~ A Dying Man's Reverie ~

~ A Dying Man's Reverie ~

In the flat, icy, cold, he floated
Carefully breathing his final breaths
His thoughts taking...

Poem -

I Wish....

I wish I could have brought you joy
but instead I've brought you grief
And broke your heart...

Poem -

Too late for regrets

Too late for regrets

Crying in her coffee cup coz her husband had just died..mascara black teardrops stained her saucer as she...

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Lights On A World

Hope Arises

Lights On A World

​​​​​​ As my eyes hardly behold
Surreptitiously place me
Features on your face of Victorian...

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BEDAZZLED

I stole a foxglove from the
morning woods
That doesn't make me bad
I'm good
...

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Tempest

Tempest

Breath slams against teeth,
Narrow squint & oscillate,
Simmering, drudgery bequeath,...