Remorse

Remorse

I told unnumbered loves the lie,
“Faithful am I until I die”,
But oh, my nature was to fly;
I left them all without a sigh.

And now at nights a rosary
Of oaths unkept arise in me,
My gardens of gethsemani,
Lonliness, my agony.

…………………………1/22/99

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About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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