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Act of Contrition
I am sorry for the grey shades
of footsteps I smeared along the way
of life’s highway to where
I now stand
I am sorry for the touches
I made on my journey towards here
for the fingerprints
that were left on broken hearts
that I trampled on
I am sorry for my mother’s hurts
Grazed by words
We have exchanged
Hurtful with vengeance
I am sorry for the children
That I never bore
For never being born
All splashed on my underwear
I pray to God to be forgiven
For life’s mistakes
I have done
Towards the End
Grant me Eden
A haven
To start again.
of footsteps I smeared along the way
of life’s highway to where
I now stand
I am sorry for the touches
I made on my journey towards here
for the fingerprints
that were left on broken hearts
that I trampled on
I am sorry for my mother’s hurts
Grazed by words
We have exchanged
Hurtful with vengeance
I am sorry for the children
That I never bore
For never being born
All splashed on my underwear
I pray to God to be forgiven
For life’s mistakes
I have done
Towards the End
Grant me Eden
A haven
To start again.
Published 27th Oct 2012
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Anonymous
27th Oct 2012 9:34am
We seem to be contrite quite a bit, Grace...
could be an act for some.
Good Luck,
Strider
could be an act for some.
Good Luck,
Strider
27th Oct 2012 5:20pm
27th Oct 2012 5:35pm
Contrition if heartfelt can be redeeming but if not it is an exercise of hypocrisy. nice one Grace.
Red
Red
27th Oct 2012 9:09pm
18th Nov 2012 9:13pm
I know this was for a competition but this stanza touch me so deeply Grace because of my unresolved issues with my father.
-I am sorry for my mother’s hurts
Grazed by words
We have exchanged
Hurtful with vengeance-
Perhaps its time to face them. Thank you for that and good luck.
-I am sorry for my mother’s hurts
Grazed by words
We have exchanged
Hurtful with vengeance-
Perhaps its time to face them. Thank you for that and good luck.
28th Nov 2012 2:33am
23rd Dec 2012 7:45pm
I'm sorry not to read every single poem that your beautiful mind produces.
I'll try in the future. I swear. :)
You are a great poet.
Never write anything bad, all superb.
Merry Christmas sweet friend.
I'll try in the future. I swear. :)
You are a great poet.
Never write anything bad, all superb.
Merry Christmas sweet friend.
26th Dec 2012 4:16pm
Anonymous
7th Jan 2013 7:12pm
Absolutely love the way you wrote this...and wonder in what frame of mind you were BEFORE writing this...?
Just a curious cat, is all.
Footsteps smeared and prints left...unborn kids splashed on......wow...how I dig these lines!
Cool expression.
Triple-superb effort, Idryad.
Keep it up!
Cheers
Tidespotter
Just a curious cat, is all.
Footsteps smeared and prints left...unborn kids splashed on......wow...how I dig these lines!
Cool expression.
Triple-superb effort, Idryad.
Keep it up!
Cheers
Tidespotter
7th Jan 2013 11:50pm
Thanks for that lovely comment Tidespotter,humbled. Frame of mind was as usual,thinking of what might have been, and being born catholic, I remember a prayer we called Act of Contrition.Two and two together made this little poem.
Anonymous
8th Jan 2013 4:09pm
As usual?
Don't know the prayer, will read up.
Two and two?
It IS a lovely poem, hey.
Thanks a load for your response, taking the time.
Value your courtesy.
Cheers
Tidespotter
Don't know the prayer, will read up.
Two and two?
It IS a lovely poem, hey.
Thanks a load for your response, taking the time.
Value your courtesy.
Cheers
Tidespotter
