These Lips

.............These lips
Too late to trap that errant tongue
That slipped those words...
And just so, an evil deed was done

Now smiling ruefully
To sell your saline tears so dear
That rolling past collecting debts
To siberian mines or the 
Ever constant sea

Now bile is oozing from a punctured heart
Sliver moon shimmering a path
To cross this ocean of regret
Standing on the doubting shore
Wind kept hair and both feet wet

Only unfit words coming back to me and worry
And floating miserably  a rolled up note
Humble bottle Im so sorry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

George   Avatar
February 21, 2019 at 3:34 PM
BRILLIANT ... SIMPLY BRILLIANT... SINCERELY, Elaine
Breedt Avatar
February 21, 2019 at 3:44 PM
O Elaine, first off, thank you. Im afraid this is not one I treasure as Im still eating my words after two years. I actually forgot I wrote it. Im sorry but Im not too impressed with it
Cresswell Avatar
September 20, 2017 at 8:25 PM
Hello Jannie regret especially of something said is an ache that remains forever. Like a wee worm in our heart. To cure it one must call the words back write them down and burn them. Take the ashes and bury them deep beneath a willow. She (the willow) will bear the ache until the ashes are absorbed back into the earth. Or just apologize. Good write I could feel the emotions involved.
Breedt Avatar
March 17, 2018 at 1:42 AM
Only now did I find your gracious comment. I am going to do the first part now. My apology wasnt accepted. In the heat of the moment I said some things. Yup I have to burn that letter like it burned my heart. Much thank you
One Avatar
September 20, 2017 at 7:33 AM
A great write Jannie, I like the rhymes, but i dont know if it is a sonnet, unless it is one that is a different form..
Breedt Avatar
September 20, 2017 at 9:12 AM
Hi SO. Off course its not. That was just an oversight which I will now correct Thanks for stopping by again
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace