On Regret

by hiraeth   Jul 5, 2016

Breathe regret
(the woven silent words that
were meant for you)
before it nests inside you
november december january february
whisper the malicious
scream your benign

until the benign is no more benign
throat wounded (song-birds)
habitual haste
abuse of anodyne
nots woven in infinity

litter worries on compliance's shores
with absolute freedom
clemency is not found in
baby's breath, lilacs, carnations.

cosmos are birthed from the unspoken
(you are the milky-way to my andromeda)


This was one of the pieces I've submitted for my final portfolio for a writing class. The final portfolio was a website I made that consisted of images (that included the poem), this is that image: http://i.imgur.com/hOphKul.png


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  • 1 year ago

    by Precious Velasco

    Mark, very great writing style. You have the gift. Please keep on writing more, because I love to read more of your works. :)

  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    Mark, yet another enthralling wrote by you with such a unique style. Which is why I feel me and many others come back time after time to read it.

    All the best, Em

  • 1 year ago

    by ether

    "clemency is not found in
    baby's breath, lilacs, carnations."

    Everything about this is nice, and especially the above two lines.

    I have been meaning to ask, the photos that these words are positioned against: are they photos you have taken and/or edited yourself, or do you just add the text over the top?

    I have been wanting to do the same thing with my words over my own images but haven't yet found the time. I much prefer reading your work with the image, so thank you for posting the external links.

  • 1 year ago

    by Maple Tree


    I have always admired your style of writing.

    Often times I forget to remind fellow members why I read their work and how I can relate to a piece.

    You have such a graceful style, each line within this piece just flows and your metaphoric tones take me off as the reader to thoughts of my own, which is why I relate so well to this poem.

    I love the flower analogy- these three flowers "baby's breath, lilacs, carnations." are just the perfect words to help with "Rebirth" a new day perhaps.

    Regretting the decisions in the past- can make for such a touching and heartfelt write. I really enjoyed this piece.