Forbearence

Forbearance 






Rusted doors open slow,
For water to form ice,
Sunset to again rise,
To revive the lost glow,
Clear the restricted flow,
To strengthen the weak ties,

Need patience and courage,
For broken hearts to mend
happy they might pretend,
To speak mind; encourage,
and hamper the scourage,
Pain we must comprehend,

As thunders turn us wise,
aghast leaves in surprise !





Hexsonnetta in Iambic trimeter
Written August 28th, 2015
For contest by Andrea

Awarded HM

Entered for "Contest 216- any form any topic" poetry contest by Brian Strand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Kendrick Avatar
September 22, 2015 at 9:06 AM
Congrats on your winning work..Sara
Haight Avatar
September 21, 2015 at 4:17 PM
I really like your metaphors, Dr. Upma! Words of wisdom nicely presented. Congratulations! Hugs, Sandra
Callus Avatar
September 21, 2015 at 3:11 AM
Hi Upma! You treated 'forbearance' with able and wise words. I enjoyed this entry...pity the rules let you down:( Congrats are merited:) ~~ All the best. // paul
Ebbs Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 11:20 AM
Congrats Doc :) Smiles
Gibson Avatar
September 19, 2015 at 7:38 PM
Congratulations, Upma. Thanks for your visits to my poems. I wish I had more hours in the day to be on poetrysoup.
Tor Avatar
September 19, 2015 at 6:13 PM
Nice win Dr, Upma congratulations
Dietrich Avatar
September 19, 2015 at 5:09 PM
Congrats for the HM, Dr. Sharma. You needed to put HexSonnetta in the top part where the title was. other than that, you did great with your effort to follow the rules of the form.
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September 19, 2015 at 4:30 PM
Dr Upma, congrats on your HM win. SKAT
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