De Profundis

Poet's Notes

(Show)

Become a Premium Member and post notes and photos about your poem like Keith D Trestrail.

In the linear of my existence I saw its beginning and see its end - maybe it’s just cognitive dissonance but a bad feeling does my soul impend. In my prison whose walls are of flesh made I bear a justice I cannot explain, yet truly life redeemed is death delayed but still have nothing left to lose or gain! For my mortal sins and apostasy I have as yet committed no end crime - now fate and self-fulfilling prophesy are mine to appease its limits of time. I wonder what peace I shall ever know lest I be a man of constant sorrow? Written: February 1996 De Profundis: Latin for “out of the depths”.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.