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In Spite of Wrongs
For right or wrong the muse has gone
—Or rather, seldom visits
Should I hold on in spite of wrongs?
My patience has its limits
I’m still bereft from friends who’ve left
And never said goodbye
I’m still upset and won’t forget
Perhaps I, too, shall fly
Published 23rd Jan 2021
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24th Jan 2021 3:10am
24th Jan 2021 3:18am
24th Jan 2021 5:31pm
Sometimes, we forget the sufferance of those who mean the world to us, and I hope forgiveness can be found for those who find life too challenging to show up for their mates when they’re stuck processing the things that remain unspoken but keep them awake at 3am, overthinking.
Much respect and love to you, dear soul...💙
Much respect and love to you, dear soul...💙
You're thunderous within such direct and fully felt succinctness, Reggie.
I (unfortunately) resonate with your heart wrenched, pin point pain.
My own heart aches alongside...
Ty for sharing
🌹
I (unfortunately) resonate with your heart wrenched, pin point pain.
My own heart aches alongside...
Ty for sharing
🌹
24th Jan 2021 5:57pm
26th Jan 2021 9:56pm
7th Aug 2021 8:01pm
Excellent though short journey in ballad meter. Shall we call it Ballad Brevity? Much enjoyed. I prefer rhyme but im fussy. Smooth meter is hard to come across. It really makes the poem. One could almost forget that it rhymes when the meters done right. Tight work. Nothings forced. Not a bump in the road. Bravo. ~Static~
8th Aug 2021 2:28am
28th Dec 2021 2:03pm
dear Reggie
fine meter, life meted out unrestrained
thankyuuu for your inkwell
a warm smile
silent lotus
fine meter, life meted out unrestrained
thankyuuu for your inkwell
a warm smile
silent lotus
