Breakfast

Breakfast

I remain civil for that is the cloth from which I was sired and cut
Much regret is apparent and painful in your eyes but not for me to behold
They say that revenge is a dish that is best served cold, still I wouldn’t know
Just desserts are a lackluster way to describe your unrepentant folly
Day in and day out realizing that the prince was yours to have
But you have not nor do you seek the will or power to change your past
I still at times alone eat the same breakfast we used to lovingly share
Perhaps I could invite you to this five star repast but three is a crowd
So you finally realize that you’re stuck with less than nothing 
And you have to take out the trash everyday.

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Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/1/2010 1:28:00 PM

I looooved this poem..great work..Charma

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 2/20/2010 4:59:00 PM

Very cutting a I'm sure it felt and may still feel. An excellent touch of reality! Light & Love

John Loving Iii

Date: 2/20/2010 1:10:00 PM

funny you should use the word "folly" but now the shoe is on the other foot. oh woe woe is me. i am undone. john h loving iii

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 2/20/2010 6:01:00 AM

I put this on my favorites!!

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 2/20/2010 6:00:00 AM

great poem, My niece is going through a divorce and it is painful to the whole family. Her husband is a Turd, and cheat.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 2/20/2010 4:30:00 AM

Reading your poetry this morning has been an insightful way to start my day, Edward. Thank you for sharing your words. And thank you for your comments on my poetry as well. On a personal note, I must confess. I am finally in love and not alone...But I definitely understand your words. Smiles, Dane Ann

Sara Kendrick

Date: 2/20/2010 3:38:00 AM

Great short write about revenge and just desserts. Great metaphoric language. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work. The poem entitled "Crack Of Dawn" was in response to Raul's contest called Awaiting Dawn...Sara

Audrey Haick

Date: 2/19/2010 9:21:00 PM

Dear Edward, all that you have written, I understand fully, now, your comments. There's another door right around the corner. Peace to you today and always! Thanks for reading and leaving kind comments for me on my poems today.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/19/2010 8:39:00 PM

Edward, this is VERY fine writing and you show here that you ARE sired and cut from civil cloth.You are a gentleman! andrea

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

Date: 2/19/2010 8:21:00 PM

I can feel still a lot of pain for I believe you are writing thinking of the one who broke your heart. Don't waste your time on revenge or anger, though it is understandable, but you shouldn't give her that much power over you. Live with your heart in a better light, my friend, and soon you will see things changed. There is so much to be grateful for. Again, thanks for sharing your well written poems. Caroline.