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A Sad Remembrance

I kiss her red honeyed lips
She allows the milk 
of my iniquity 
to wash over her
The pain of her sadness
washes away my cruelty
I leave my rifle at her feet


November 11, 2016

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016

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Muhammad Imtiaz Date: 2/24/2018 12:18:00 PM Hi I read these verses with great meaning , which i understand when i read your explanation to Rhoda.........it is a unique writing and very deep and beautiful meaning ... thanks Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 2/24/2018 12:26:00 PM Thanks for seeking to understand my words Muhammad. I appreciate your visit.

Robert Lindley Date: 1/9/2017 7:45:00 PM Love the depth, profound verses that point to violence and why it should be avoided. As always, your verses ring true and have meaning.. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/9/2017 7:53:00 PM Thanks Robert, your comments are always appreciated.

Eve Roper Date: 11/19/2016 1:55:00 PM I love the explanation of these poem to Rhonda, Richard, a fav and a 7++ hugs Eve Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 12/4/2016 8:27:00 AM You are sweet, thanks Eve.

Eileen Manassian Date: 11/18/2016 11:59:00 PM Richard...I must say, this is quite enigmatic. I guess my mind is in the gutter...the "milk" of my iniquity had me thinking naughty thoughts. I read your explanation to Rhoda. Intense. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/19/2016 8:31:00 AM Interesting thought, now that you mention it I can see your perspective.

Andrea Dietrich Date: 11/17/2016 7:17:00 PM Yes, it is cryptic for me if this is the one you were telling me about. I wish I were better at understanding this kind . It "feels' really great!! (I just read your note to Rhoda. I was right. I'd never have gotten this on my own!) Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/19/2016 8:31:00 AM It's good that I got you thinking. Thanks for the visit.

Becca Teagan Date: 11/14/2016 8:52:00 AM This gives me chills.... deep brevity, well done. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/14/2016 9:37:00 AM Thanks Becca, I took this contest in a different direction.

Charmaine Chircop Date: 11/12/2016 1:30:00 PM Rifles indeed make people become harsh...The warmth of a woman...makes that harsh heart remember there can still be love...So deep ..the message. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/13/2016 8:08:00 PM Thanks Charmaine. ;0)

Rhoda Galgiani Date: 11/12/2016 8:46:00 AM I have read this poem, read the comment and just don't quite get it, but the flow is nice!...rg Login to Reply Rhoda Galgiani Date: 11/14/2016 9:29:00 AM Yessss! Thank you so much for the insight Richard. I just had a 'duh' moment I guess. Re-reading your poetry the light came on. Now I am all emotional, whew!...rg Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/12/2016 9:39:00 AM Red lips are poppies representing death. The lady is the Statue of Liberty. The iniquity is all of her children lost to senseless war. Laying down the rifle is the realization that war leads to war not peace. I hope this provides some insight.

Arthur Vaso Date: 11/11/2016 7:58:00 PM Wow, I like this, this is a poem one could discuss for hours, Took me a few reads, but I love when a poem makes us think, this is a fav! Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/12/2016 8:15:00 AM Thanks my friend.

Mama Bear Date: 11/11/2016 9:58:00 AM The only thing we should fight for is love Big 7 from me Love Mom We need to remember the brave men and women who died for us in the wars God bless them Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 11/11/2016 10:19:00 AM Indeed! Big love heading your way!