Moving On

You didn't see me there; i spotted you and turned, although my anger burned. I knew you wouldn't care, and would ignore my glare. So many lovers spurned! So much I longed to say - those bitter words unsaid were tumbling round my head, my thoughts were on the day you turned and walked away (I wished that I were dead). But now I realise it's pointless to despise. written 7th March for Emile's HexSonnetta contest

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Jenna Logan

Date: 4/5/2021 5:41:00 AM

Well composed and congrats, Jack.

Jan Allison

Date: 4/5/2021 4:49:00 AM

a heartfelt piece jack many congrats on your win, hugs jan xx

Jan Allison

Date: 4/5/2021 4:48:00 AM

a heartfelt piece jack many congrats on your win, hugs jan xx

Emile Pinet

Date: 4/4/2021 8:37:00 AM

Congratulations Jack! Your poem earned a distinguished place in my contest, you should be proud of your placing, this was a challenging form, but your poem caught my eye, well done my friend, Emile.

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 3/11/2021 12:54:00 AM

A sad love story but yes at the end of the day Jack, it is pointless to despise. Hugs, Jenny.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/8/2021 10:21:00 AM

- Bitter words will not make any difference ... moving on is the best :) - A great poem with your feelings, Jack - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Harry Horsman

Date: 3/7/2021 11:04:00 PM

Great title Jack, and advice. love the love.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/7/2021 1:06:00 PM

Yes, for sure if a person has anger toward another it will only eat away at the person with the anger best always to let it go. Reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Thanks for all the visits to my page. Sara

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/7/2021 8:05:00 AM

You really capture the frustration of one whose love has been spurned, Jack. Frankly, I don't think she could possibly have been good enough for you. Very sad, poem, that evokes a great deal of emotion. Best wishes for a win! Hugs, Carolyn (Yes, Aunt Eva's poem was as funny as she was!)