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To Him who Loves Me

He held me through the maelstrom of my heart
strong arms of comfort, chest of solid might
with soothing touch the healing he did start
he brought the rays of sun to warm my night

the whispers in my ear were tender, sweet
they breathed into my soul his courage fierce
he vanquished all the cold with flaming heat
and placed his balm on wounds that lies did pierce

my heart he touched and made to beat once more
my eyes he kissed with truth, and I could see
On lips his love with kisses he did pour
he arms a haven that was meant to be

To him who loves me with such constant care
my dreams, my soul and body I will bare 


Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015

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The Relativity of Beyond

Bacteria, too small for human eyes
Engage their fight for life within our midst,
So unaware of Earth's gigantic spies
With microscopes and slides, who co-exist.

And tiny fish contained by walls of glass,
Oblivious to all that thrives outside,
In world of colored sand and plastic grass
Know not of ocean's roar or rhythmic tide.

And we, the wisest brothers of life's sea,
Who travel well the wonders of our home,
Are blinded by the endless mystery
Of space and time--horizons we can't roam.

What great dimension of the vast beyond
Makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?

Sandra M. Haight

~2nd Place~
Contest: Spring Standard
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 05/10/2017

~2nd Place~
Contest: A Penney For Your Thoughts
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Judged: 03/22/2015


“If life is going to exist in a Universe of this size,
then the one thing it cannot afford to have is 
a sense of proportion.” 
Douglas Adams, Author: 1952-2001


Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

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I'm Letting You Go

I’m Letting You Go Teetering, daringly, at the edge of this precipice— clouds shrouding me in their sullen hue— contemplating liberation from a love so necessitous, as it nibbles at my subconscious, like addictive fondue. Cold as a granite headstone, mid-December, a unity sewn from misshapen adventure, now nothing to show, but the rains of November, though fluidly, I danced a decade of prefecture. Tinkering, now and then, with the idea of not free-falling, splendidly, into metempsychosis, but seeing strewn petals, of love, you forgot: no butterfly gains wings without metamorphosis And with this in mind, I brace for what lies below; sweet dreams, darling, for I’m letting you go. 16th February 2017 Again haven't gone with restrictions of syllables, etc. in format. Just went with the flow :)

Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2017

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Save Me, That I May Rise Again To Stand

Save Me, That I May Rise Again To Stand

Where it that good-morrow brought thee again
save my broken soul from love-lust in sin!
Heal my heart, stop my nights of great sorrows
offer thy hand, promise of tomorrows.

Thinking back to love-nights we never slept
agony, I fell and viciously wept.
O' my love, allow me one more soft kiss
grant mercy, giveth this saddest soul bliss.

Remember vows, we swore to never break
in this dear Hope my life, I gladly stake.
My daily prayer, sends pleas for thy hand
Save me, that I may rise again to stand.

Where it that good-morrow brought thee again
save my broken soul from love-lust in sin!

R.J. Lindley
NOV.17TH 1975

Note- This poem was written while in a fallen state of despair
from a lost love, and broken soul laid bare.
A youth that raced to drown sorrows, only to find more and deeper misery in the drowning.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

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Though wrinkled veins line years on drooping arms        
I'll hold all springtime's traces of young vows,
To care for you through life’s devoted charms
And rouse our crowning milestones , joy endows
While tint of whitened hair enchants my heart--
That passing unto seasons now grows old,
Upon this dream's compass we have to part.
So sing dear one, our floral notes behold
As I guard you through one last winter rain,
Until once more sweet memories grip us
To cuddle laughter's beat and tunes again;
When petals fly with  traces of  caress.
…Before leaves of demise call us to rest;
We’ll share night's end upon heaven’s bequest.

RHYMED, METERED poem Contest
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy   5/6/2017
Checked www.howmanysyllables.com

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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This is my first Petrarchan sonnet...

Grey days of loss and loneliness are here
Sad nights as long as shadows in the deep
No joy, no hope, no gentleness, no sleep
No ray of light predicted to appear
Just disappointment, emptiness and fear
And sacred dreams discarded in a heap
By some abyss of faith too wide to leap
In ruins lies the love we held so dear

Wise folk will say there will be love again
That suns come up, and suns go down, and yet
All I perceive is darkness, drear and grim
All I can feel is searing hurt and pain
My heart, my fingers, too burnt to forget
All blistered, from the flame I hold for him

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2016

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Your Humble Servant

To me you are a sacred dream
Each warmest hope upon the day.
A glass of wish from precious stream
Bright trace of sun through clouds of grey.

My endless trust in times of need
Our secrets shared we do confide
In passions breath to one I’m freed
Past darkest hour you are my guide.

Protection is my granted gift
To strive for you my sole delight
No one event shall birth a rift
Forever yours my quest to fight.

Perfections promise I shall chase
it's luck you chose my life to grace.

23rd May 2016

Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2016

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Harmony Through Love

We haven’t been formally acquainted 
Though your words now travel in me
A picture of harmony you’ve painted
Love truest, in the very highest degree

Trouble in the midst, but don’t stress
Look into the windows of the soul
Therein you’ll find your happiness
Where two parts become a whole

Partake of this newfound pleasure
Two rivers now flowing into one
The joy contained has no measure
Warmth radiating like rays of sun

On this road of destiny or now call it fate
To encounter true love, it’s never too late

Based on In Deepened Harmony by Nette Onclaud

I do not know you, but your friends desire you back. You must truly be a light and inspiration to them.

Copyright © wayland bunch | Year Posted 2013

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Now Your Love, Dwells There In Hellish And Lost Dreams

    Now Your Love, Dwells There In Hellish And Lost Dreams

    Deep the cold at foot of our abandoned bed
    where roses wilt, praying early frost to die
    Green-eyed monster laughing loud to be fed
    your new "friends" gladly providing the lie
    No pleasure in revealing this most foul deed
    no solace in showing past pain in new light
    Was too late once you took on the bad seed
    turning once bright day into darkest night

    What of fantastic past joys we had both shared
    morns wrapped in warm bodies refusing to rise
    In darkness, my soul and heart was ensnared
    took years to recover from that surprise.

    Now your love, dwells there in hellish and lost dreams
    My spirit glows in relief, in love's true streams.

    R.J. Lindley,
    Sept 12th 1976

    Sonnet, 11 on 10....

    Poem Syllable Counter Results
    Syllables Per Line: 11 11 10 10 11 11 10 10 0 11 11 10 10 0 11 11
    Total # Syllables: 148
    Total # Lines: 16 (Including empty lines)
    Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
    Total # Words: 116

    New Note( the old note and its cursing deleted)- These decades later the powerful dream still comes attempting to haunt.
    I wake with a smile knowing I survived and eventually prospered...

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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Please Define

Define that fresh sensation once again
Thought to be missed while mellowing further
Define that shiver until one knows when
Tickled by touch as light as a feather.
Define that out of the blue expression
Brought as a smile amidst wonderstruck gaps
Define that itch to make an impression
Asked oneself if it may cause a collapse.
Define that strong desire to keep it close
Tried to hold off the longing within reach
Define that incessant praise as it shows
Felt the comfort to be part of such speech.
These feelings wished for more to discover
Though discouraged to be felt forever.

Define that jaundiced eye hidden deep down
Affected by delusions that must cease
Define that sleepless night tumbling around
Worried about its substance to decrease.
Define that gentle torture creeping in
Intoxicated by pleasure from pain
Define that risk taken for a good spin
Saw a dead end coming latched on a stain.
Define that sweet lemoning on the rocks
Denied the existence of falling out
Define that misfortune kept in a box
Considered as a sentiment no doubt.
These feelings wished for certainty to bite
Regardless, I still do not get it quite.

Copyright © Maria Rheza Mae Rubio | Year Posted 2015

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His Love Restored Me

I floundered, lost myself to then be found.
I shattered, broke as pieces to be glued.
His love restored me newly, wholly-bound.
No man have my emotions better viewed.

No love so warms my life as does his heart.
No face in smile could better stroke my joy,
Or truer lover paint my soul deep art,
Than brushes my man has at his employ.

When he is playful, I do romp in cheer.
When he is somber, I do listen best.
No matter his mood, he is my sweet dear.
No matter his need, he is my heart zest.

As warmth, he soothes away my daily aches.
As safety, he protects our love’s deep stakes.

... CayCay Jennings
November 2, 2016

Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2016

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She Gazes Back At Her Path Of Destruction

She Gazes Back At Her Path Of Destruction

Stir-fried, blackened hand that stole many hearts
well-done, the fleshy flesh that tastes so good.
Like a fleeing animal that jumps and darts
love and live forever if only she could.

In fright, scared of stiff, boring boredom
a queen fluffing up for the next throne.
Her smile could win any kingdom
Her cuts gash so deep--down into bone.

She gazes back at her path of destruction
another heart in her black crushing hand.
Misery, depression, pain- her sweet elation
clawed feet in the pit of hell, there she stands.

Let the dead now hear, her anguishing cries
as bolted justice now descends from clear skies.

R.J. Lindley,

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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It was the purity of youthfulness
that chained the timidity of the flesh,
yet found the virtuous dreams in ripeness,
purity to seek reverie afresh.
Chastity of a virgin’s innocence,
a flower to flourish for me alone.
Thriving for ripeness through caring patience,
sufferance; desires of the flesh postpone.
Desirous to fill the veins with passion,
that had been emptied by forbidden sins.
Beyond dreams of womanhood‘s attraction,
wait for a flourishing flower begins.

	The elegance of chastities pureness,
restraint to behold youthful eagerness.

T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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Pain and Ashes

Oh, speak to me of love, said Pain, now come
Draw up a chair and look me in the eye
Her limbs move slow, by sorrow frozen, numb
All nerve and sinew wracked by silent cry
Sit down, said Pain, the fire is hot and bright
And we must talk, for you have much to say
Not now, she begged, have mercy, not this night
Please let me speak of love another day
She feels the fire’s scorch upon her face
As devastation sears and burns within
We must speak now, said Pain, there is no place
Nor corner left to hide in; so begin…
She sits in silence as the fire flashes
Till morning finds her, sat with Pain, and ashes

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

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I wore my pretty pink dress; you told me I looked quite divine. Nervously I walk through the door, your ma wails like a banshee, but I clear my dry throat and try to talk. A spotlight shines brightly over my head - it's just like an interrogation! Quick questions fired like bullets fill me with dread; I want to run from the room and be sick Your mother is a monster! I pity you; and loathe the way she silenced your dad! Please come and live with me in the city or move into your own bachelor pad One day she could be my mother in law, I must zip my lip, or it could be war! S Form Contest Sponsored by Broken Wings Sonnet – 10 syllables per line, Scary theme chosen 07-22-17

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2017

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In Each Dark Battle Are Gems Still Hiding

In Each Dark Battle Are Gems Still Hiding

I linger far too long in past glances
repairing my heart from such ancient pains.
I that carelessly took too many chances
now look back at far, far too many stains.

No shadows that follow bear good tidings
where tired spirit seeks safe shade and deep rests.
In each dark battle are gems still hiding
in green forests upon snow covered crests.

Long has been the widening path taken
where night-moon and bright sun upon man shine.
All seems so lost but hope is not forsaken
death is dark-food upon which Fate does dine.

Tarry not, road slows, end-game is in sight.
There sleep, basking in its eternal light.

R.J. Lindley

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN Jim’s fallen head over heels for a girl, He’s forgotten his mates; they’re in limbo One whiff of her scent, his head’s in a whirl But why did he choose Sue THAT blonde bimbo? Like a shadow they are never apart Stuck together tightly with superglue This bleached blonde airhead has stolen his heart Jim bade all his old friends a fond adieu Every single day they are together Still they only have eyes for each other Arms wrapped around her, true love forever Jim wears jumpers knitted by his lover! On bended knee Jim gives Sue a huge ring He splashed all his cash to buy her some bling WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN Sue won’t hear a bad word about her Jim, with rose coloured glasses, Sue is blinkered He lets out huge farts, but Sue will just grin She just giggles and calls him a stinkard! Jim snores like a steam train, he never halts Sue turns over and pulls up the covers She totally ignores all of Jim’s faults They’re besotted since they became lovers Jim’s mates pity him; he’s under the thumb With a ring on her finger Sue’s smiling They are contented and Jim’s never glum Sue adores him; she thinks he’s beguiling Forever in love through good times and bad Sue chose Jim because he looks like her dad! Two English Sonnets Contest Sponsored by Mark Massey Two Sonnets written with my sincere apologies to the Bard! Checked with how many syllables 10 per line 12~14~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

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Healing Balm

Why I ask, did you come at night
To steal my soul and body's desire
It causes me to stir with fright
And my loins to burn with fire

I'm cursed with you for evermore,
A plague, that is now only mine.
A wicked wind that pounds the shore
Destroying it one grain at a time.

But now I want you more despite;
This tormenting pain, you gave.
I feel your weight in my bed at night;
I have long become your slave.

So rest beside me in my arms be calm
And your kisses be a healing balm.

Copyright © James Andersen | Year Posted 2016

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Melodies of the Heart

It’s so awesome the way you make me feel.
We promise to love in sickness and health
though we fall short in abundance of wealth;
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.
I bat my brown eyes; you love my high heels.        
I am the prettiest girl of your dreams.
I capture your love all at once it seems,
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.
Our love is true, genuine and so real.
There is no one else for you other than me.
Remember our hearts carved on that old tree?
My ardent heart skips a beat for you still.  
It’s so awesome the way you make me feel;
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.

SONNET FORM #4 Echo Sonnet 

Copyright © Danetta Barney | Year Posted 2016

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Depth of Thought

The smoke of white rises on black sea glass
As skies lay red on horizon's line
To sit in peace and watch morning trespass
And seek reasoned questions of man's design
To find Nature's concern of tomorrow
Does not exist nor need subtle reply
With no feeling of death's trembled sorrow
Only mankind has potential to cry
As we grapple with why of humanity
And claim to be a God in our own eyes
Will we find death because of insanity?
Another creature awaiting demise

The skies will change on horizon's line
Nature will give no thought to our decline

contest Sonnet with a twist, Nature's lesson to humanity

Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2017

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One Stone

We take for granted every day of life
not thinking what regenerates each one...
just dealing with our happiness or strife;
achievement of our goals when day is done.

Like tiny ants, we scurry here and there,
not seeing past our minuscule domain,
to us, a giant globe held up in air.
We feel secure upon our Earth's terrain.

But when we start to think of The Beyond,
perspective changes as we realize
Earth shares a grand relationship and bond
to all that is and moves behind our skies.

We live upon one stone of billions spun,
that twirl around a star that is their Sun.

November 3, 2017

Premiere Contest: Two Word Challenge
Sponsor: John Lawless
Rules: Must include two words, 'one stone' in the poem.

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2017

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Bond of Love

Love shall be the easiest word; to say.
Though deeper than any words do go,
Harder in ways that anyone may show.
True love so much more such anyway.
Shall wipe out any form of dismay,
 If veracity of heart is graciously slow.
When mixed with eyes that seem to glow.
Tenderness rewarding, true loves array.

More than any act, that enriches pleasure.
Flows from, enacted verses; unspoken,
Spirited rapture, with hormonal divide,
From the soul; pure golden treasure,
Enriches feelings beyond any token,
Heavenly bond ensues; when two coincide.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013

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A Chance Meeting

Atlanta 1997, my first visit to America I recall
I went with a friend called joyous Jessica 
With no real intention of “dressing up” at all 
But to see and know what Halloween is after all.
There came a beautiful girl Iris and asked me
If I wanted my face to be painted for Halloween play.
Nodding I consented, I don’t know why till today
She painted my face as nothing in particular to see.

Ah, the experience of looking into her eyes blue
Touching her alluring body almost to the full
And she touched my heart while she painted
It was the beginning of relationship wonderful 
What a sweetheart! What a heavy Halloween fool!
Wherever you’re, Iris, with love I’m still painted.

August 9, 2014
Form: Italian Sonnet (Contemporary)
Second Place in
Topic: Chance Meeting

Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014

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THE SCENT OF WATER Forlorn, distance roots between you and I; Carve 'neath fire silhouettes buried grief; Burn then blurred by irrational mischief; Has crimson love gone pale and soon may die? Trampled with reasons leaving us tongue tie; Falling, slowly falling, is marriage leaf... Amor ebbing , ebbing, like a thief. Divorce papers rocketing quite, quick high! Heaven knows, flaws, deaden raw I want fix; Reckon blows, glow, freshen love flow essence; Leaden float the scent of water,redden snow mater. Lessons learned bestow order resins of brighter hello; Father God, bless aglow each corners in progression... (c)olive eloisa 4:52pm July 14, 2014 Sponsor Poet Destroyer A Contest Name one sad poem 5th place, to God be the glory.. :) ***Inspired with the verse theme: John 14: 7-9 and the movie "FIREPROOF"...

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014

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WHEN NERVES AND PULSE CONGEST Tender are the days brushed with thoughts of light when yesterday rolling, rolling are the tears... Jagged nerves and pulse congest in colliding repair, they... rise to roar beams and rays of medley grace. Glitters of gold and red cartwheel slow on my face, I, before filthy shades of earth stand like a knight to whoever dares, forgetting crime as I fight! Even to ember flames of days, I... brave to step and chase for if deep the earths' steep it births you: "my sunshine", I keep forth to reap a mirth: me being with you. Black as coal creep, it rebirth night that seeps the signs but later sun peeps, its smile girths our blues. To a new life, new day, I faithfully consign with burning daylight as my sweep leap to have you... __________________________________________________ ***Sponsor rob carmack Contest Name Screwed IV ~~5th Place~~ Olive Eloisa Guillermo 11:02 pm. April 24, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2015

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Beautiful Lies

Beautiful Lies

One beautiful lie , an unvoiced sonnet
Words veiled with a crime that steals my hearts last beat
Slow turn of your mood shows me disquiet
With kisses warm and vulgar with deceit.

One pulse stills, our love was not the one love,
Just remains of a lukewarm cup of tea.
You steep and brood, one pineing the lost dove.
My broken wing lame, I fall into the sea.

Beautiful lies, my heart begs for your fires
To hear the words forged my way by anvil
Beautiful lies, hope grows dim and expires
Waiting for judgment by divine gavel

Tremble my lips , tears fall dry from my eyes
Protect me from madness, beautiful lies.

Copyright © Brenda Atry | Year Posted 2012

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Endless Love

Endless Love

In its symmetrical beauty lies the vivacious void
Where stars and moons have been deployed
For within love there is neither time nor space
Only euphoric eternity in its perpetual peaceful place

Starlight of twilight in a twinkle of an eye
Love keeps expanding as we microbially multiply
There is more to love than what we know
No binding boundaries in its everlasting glow

Where angels silently scatter to idolatrously intensify
That tangible touch that love can losslessly liquefy
In its loving light you are comforted beyond measure
In its saliferous shadow there is great displeasure

For the lachrymal cries of love's controlled
Hell awaits in its deception like fool's gold.

I'm not putting down love...but sometimes it can be a bit deceiving lol

FOOL'S GOLD - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward

Painting...acrylic on canvas by same poet
This painting was commissioned by my mom...she is ill at the moment
Reproduction of Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema...Ask Me No More
A Dutch painter of special British denizenship. 1836 – 1912
Slightly altered...I hope he won't mind lol...

Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2016

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When you miss a child,
Of your very own,
That is your flesh and blood,
You begin to wonder,
Where did you go wrong,
In your own life,
Instead of looking,
At the beautiful life,
You created,
This you must remember,
So many of the difficult times,
Cause of the times you did share together,
For your children will remember more,
Than you really want to give them credit for,
And they will always remember you,
As their loving parent,
For loving them so much,
More than you will ever know,
And you will never forget them,
Just as you hope,
You will never be forgotten,
From their lives,
Forever more,
As well.

Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013

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An Ode to an Insidious Sensation

Beneath the translucent veil of placidity, emerged that sound
To all is pure evil forecasting the prelude of a prolonged agony
Of flashy tear drops falling from a man abandoning his captaincy
A voice gushing through blood to veins in a body utterly bound
With the zeal of a new couples tasting a love heartily profound
Never imagining their pampered sparkle would ever reach atrophy
A persisting whisper like the howls of a one thousand wolfhound

Driven by lust, the fervent fervour fatuously never faltered my heart
Desire has simply dyed my insidious sensation with colours agleam
With ease, the prey has fitly fallen into web not using a single dart
Night wiped the eyes of conscience, sanity swept in a sea of steam
For sweet sin never countenances evildoers to venerate the extreme
Bed saved its sheets for passers-by to err, the game began to start!

© Guru Jad 2013

Copyright © Guru Jad | Year Posted 2013

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The Promise of Forgiveness

When I said to my love, please forgive me? 
He smiled in affirmative consummation:
Instantly I knew it was for good to be;
He had no fleeting or flighty attestation. 

He was mine, my love, my one and only, 
But never such interactively nor by day;
Free to blossom and mill, and free truely, 
And complimented me in every way. 

His forgiveness meant a solid promise, 
Of nurture, love, direction and guidance;
That he would have stealth and premise, 
For that which I had so much avoidance. 

When my poor attitude did not do, 
He forgave, and took me through. 

2nd of October 2015

Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2015