Debra Squyres Poet Rhyme

Bitterness

The robber of peace
Leaching into the soul
Like a bitter damp cold
Seeping into the bones

Harboring resentments
That long have passed
In time, but not memory
Its skill is honed

Eating away at joy
With each passing day
Until it destroys
All peaceful tones

Leaving one’s life
Empty and void
Spreading its tentacles
Out to be cloned

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Paul Callus March 28, 2014 at 11:57 AM Well said. Bitterness, hate, envy, not being able to forgive...all contribute to a waste of life. // paul

Dr.Ram Mehta March 24, 2014 at 10:03 AM Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Lovely write, debra

Martica Hurd January 21, 2012 at 9:06 AM Thank you for your comment and you have some great poems

Wilma Neels January 12, 2012 at 7:11 AM You describe it so well Debra, we all have been there in our lifetime hey :)

Lord R. E. Taylor December 30, 2011 at 1:21 PM This on is so sad Debra. It pulled on my heart as I could feel the torment from the words.

Carol Eastman December 8, 2011 at 6:15 PM Definately been there and done that. Bitterness is like a rising river if left to go. You expressed it perfectly. Great poem.

Don Johnson December 1, 2011 at 11:20 PM love the honed and the tones an the cloned, We do see from the bitter side of life, and nastiness surpasses strife, but your poem it flows and on it goes, the seeming empty void of life...well done ...

Robert Johnson November 27, 2011 at 12:47 PM When time revisits a long lost friend. It seems like the world will never end. My unspoken kindness can finally be heard. My heart feels much lighter now that you've sent a word. Nice to here from you Debra. This is a good reminder to not let bitterness rule our lives. Thanks for all the catch up comments. Take care.