Patrick Cornwall Poet Ode

My Better Half

My better half whispers for me to do right.

I never listen to my soul until I'm desperate.

I feel it,I breath it.It makes my stomach roar.

My better half tells me I'm hungry. Eat.

 

I process the field of battle.

Just one more time.

Ill plant my flag.

My hands are stained red.

 

I am at the door to victory.

But the door is locked

The key wont turn.

Foiled again.

 

If you do that once more I'm done.

You promised. Swore.

Pledged your allegiance to my flag.

My flag is old and in need of repair.

 

Honor to my flag.It's done.

The battle is won in defeat.

I need one more chance.

My better half is taking a victory lap.

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Poet Destroyer A December 6, 2011 at 10:47 PM I'm glad we can all have second doors and another side to who we really are.. without our other side.. we would be nothing... so take care of your better half~.ENJOYED.. thank you for sharing your wonderful poem;-) Have yourself a very lovely day, always,..p.d.