Margaret Foster Poet Sonnet

Deserted

Deserted

She watches from across a darkened street
And pain congeals behind her tawny eyes
She sees the one that he has come to meet
But none will see the silent tears she cries

Her heart belongs to him no matter what
She dreams he will return to her one day
Inside she knows her dreams will come to naught
For when she smiles he turns his face away

So many times she’s lingered here in vain
Her heart though tired and weary cannot rest
The crumbs he throws, she treasures, counts as gain
the hurt he deals she takes without protest

This man, whom she has loved all of her life
Will never now embrace her as a wife
~~~



For Olusequn’s contest ‘Betrayal’
18th January 2010

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Daver Austin April 26, 2012 at 2:23 PM "The crumbs he throws, she treasures, counts as gain." Great line. Talk about vulnerable. Congrats on the selection. daver

Leo Larry Amadore April 26, 2012 at 8:24 AM Congratulations on your featured poem!

Vince Suzadail Jr. April 24, 2012 at 7:05 PM Congrats Margaret on"Deserted" being featured.

Terry O'Leary April 24, 2012 at 6:12 PM Feelings deep... very nice, ver nice! Terry

Joanna Smith February 11, 2010 at 7:25 AM this is a good poem and i wish you good luck in the betrayal contest, this write was heartfelt and emotional, you should do well. =) jo

Andrea Dietrich January 21, 2010 at 6:57 AM Margaret, you did really well with this one. It's a traditional lovely sonnet. Great meter. Great message. I think you should do great in the contest! Luv, Andrea ps thanks for explaining your other poem further. I DID get the gist of it then!!

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen January 19, 2010 at 12:04 AM Margaret, This sonnet is touching and is definitely a betrayal. Love given and not fully returned is a difficult love to live. It hurts. Only in moving on does some degree of peace come. And then... the best thing happens. Reciprocal true love. And a life full of joy. God be with you. Lovingly, Dane Ann

Carol Sunshine Brown January 18, 2010 at 10:28 AM Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart with us today in your poetry Margaret. Wishing you a wonderful week full of inspiration. Love, Carol

Bojosi Ditshwele January 17, 2010 at 10:38 PM Good luck on the contest. many have gone through that in life and it pains you know. i can just feel the pain as i read these poem....