- Forgive Me -


Echo thronging in the mountains
living elements that haunt close
Capture the inner turmoil in the humid fog
Tie together with Antarctic hair grass
You have three minutes

A chorus of cries from the stubble plains
You catch your share when the hunters moon burns
The sand in the hourglass is about to run out
The platform edge is closer than you realize
and yet you cannot act

Express your remorse
nobody can rewind the minutes
A choice that is valuable to win
with head raised

angerforgivenessfree verse

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Paige Hind

December 22, 2024 at 6:28 PM

The first stanza is breathtaking - loved this poem <3

Duke Beaufort

December 20, 2024 at 7:59 AM

Anne-Lise, I do love the message here. There's no time like the present indeed for expressing good behavior (including apologizing). It makes the world much more pleasant. Have a great Christmas!!