Parting Gift

by Melissa   Nov 12, 2008


I know it's getting late,
but I have no kisses to swallow
and oh my silly tongue
still finds comfort
in muddled prose

-his words-

even those wrinkled lines
of infidelity
that cannot be smoothed
by language,

I'm sorry
is all he wrote

(what a sloppy thing to scribe)

I'm sorry does not salve
the heart
or blot it's poetry

but thanks to his careless diction

I'm starting to explore
the possibilities of prose

-my words-

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    Very deep and powerful poem... your emotions are so well expressed... wonderful write Melissa...

  • 17 years ago

    by Ingrid

    This poem has such a deep meaning to it...sometimes there are indeed no words that are right...
    Impressive write!

    Take care,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 17 years ago

    by HOLLY ARMER

    Very nice, Melissa. I hate how guys think sorry just fixes every wrong they ever did.
    Powerful and awesome as always. Keep it up~Holly

  • 17 years ago

    by Corinne

    More terrific work Melissa

    I'm sorry does not salve
    the heart
    or blot it's poetry

    There is so much power and truth in your words. Nothing excessive or unnecessary in your writing - No padding - Concise and cutting.

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