D William L Poet Free verse

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Insulated by seclusion, comforted by wine, 
my evenings of dormancy are once again impelled 
into the quiet seas of rumination. 
When, as randomly as my drifting thoughts 
weave in and through my indiscriminate cognition,
a soft unbidden light gently transudes through my minds curtain of lethe,
and lays a tame glow on a forgotten young face.
Warm reminiscent coruscations of your adoring touch,
bathe and soften my callous melancholy into velvet, fluid tears of lamentation.

How i wish i would have told you.

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Sunlite Wanter August 16, 2017 at 6:29 PM Very expressive of regret. Love your Nom de Plume.

John Fleming August 11, 2017 at 2:56 PM I concur with the sentiment expressed by the commentator below: such a beautiful poem! You need to put yourself out there a little more, and therefore giving your poems more exposure. N.D.P ....you really do. A pleasure to read - My very best regards! :) john

Darren White August 10, 2017 at 12:41 AM That last line in the poem, the white line in between it and the rest of the poem is incredibly well chosen. It accentuates the sadness and regret in a great way. Such beautiful poem.