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What Have I Done

what have i done? i see the rot i have caused in those cold globes once we tasted desire, innocent and wide-eyed, but your love paled. a deadened pool of agony – the tears followed bitterness, trailing blood, care consumed. in a torrent of hatred, i have done you through. oh what have i done? i see the ties have tightened how we consume this new revulsion, tainted and blind, as you kiss my failing sigh. i have done you through, yet you come for more! what are you doing? why aren’t you running? can you not see, i deliver dead destiny!?

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 11/5/2015 8:18:00 AM

So your passion may fade. What an unpleasant sensation--yes? The world of love and passion is strewn with debris of egos smashed. What a bummer. As I have always said, the kindest thing to say is that the chemical reaction is over or not right. It's the best let down there is.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 11/5/2015 12:17:00 PM

I always enjoy your perspective. Your thoughts are very meaningful to me! Thank you!~Laura

Cherl Dunn

Date: 10/30/2015 6:36:00 PM

Dear Laura What an interesting poem of passion, it reminds me of the old movie love at first bite for some reason, nice work for this season, and thanks for your comment on my Frankenstein, he is one of my favorites also, I wanted to show the humanity within this creature, and that all life has value, even a poor sad creature such as Frankenstein!

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 10/30/2015 6:57:00 PM

That is a beautiful point. Someone ought to give him a big hug! :) Thanks for reading, and I simply loved your verse! I will be reading more from your page soon! ~Laura

Justin Bordner

Date: 10/30/2015 1:54:00 AM

Through dead destiny we can approach a truer reality my lovely Laura...its wonderful in the most suspensful, and natural of ways. Throughout the poem is a sentiment of forlorn self worth, a doubt in love, it is somber and painful to me because I feel it's honesty. I understand this poem, and I know your heart doesn't quit woman. The line, "I deliver dead destiny..." is striking in it's alliterative metaphysics Poetess...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 10/30/2015 2:02:00 AM

Dearest Justin, Thank you for your sweet, memorable words...you always find the treasure amongst the ashes with your beautiful, keen intellect. ~Laura