Forgiveness
Loneliness grips as I am on my way,
And dare to search for you again.
Fog drowns all vision, but I hear you say
‘I’m here.’ The words hanging in refrain.
Drawing me along our avenue
Your arms encircle me as I am filled
With blame and remorse for you …
And dread for the love I fear I’ve killed.
We each hold on. And together we cry,
As we reach the corner and find our place
Our sanctuary, where we sit by
the flames and I watch your face
As your eyes search mine with care
you tell me, ‘stay,’ and stroke my hair.
Karen Philpott
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As you know I'm learning too, but I think it would help if you read this aloud to yourself and you might hear the bits that could maybe use a little tweaking?
Hard subject to write about really, and for me it comes across as a bit abstract.
Have a look here, it's a great resource for poetry writing
http://www.everypoet.org/pffa/
apprentice: thanks! I will.
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