Regret took root
the moment
I turned you away
grew limbs
with each
empty love
your image
like an icon
taunting me
the certainty
of our perfection
carved in bark
dreams of you
branches reaching
to eternity – bliss
notorious for
self-punishment,
poor choices
still reeling
from the rejection
decades later
a limerence
crowding out
heart’s potential.
(Poem written for daily prompt from both ragtag community (limerence) and Fandango (notorious). Highlighted words are links to the daily prompt sites.)
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That’s a lovely response.
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Thank you
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Very nice response to the two prompts. Thanks for participating.
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You are welcome – thanks for providing the fodder.
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