in response to the regret of pride...and the aftermath assuredly to follow...


dear girl...

to realize the manner in which
such emotion presents...contempt,
is perpetual influence of choice,
or defined reason to forget...

rather to blame, or cause,
consideration dictates such,
come upon by situation
lost between the look, and touch...

that we might emphasize,
or simply, refine,
the potential within
an unbiased mind,

is the disregarding, which,
allows the authority of,
discretion within
the uniquities of love...

as cast beyond hope
of remnants appear,
to double the efforts
might announce such fear,

as contempt shall deem worthy
of such 'recognition',
to redeem faulty cause
as due premonition
exceeds all standards,
introduced by love,
although habit may swear
dear girl...enough!



Poetry by tony
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Written on 2006-06-30 at 10:14

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Lourdes
your words do not melt easy
that I like
even if my arms hurt from the lifting
It was worth it
2006-07-07


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
I think this is an excellent poem
and i really like your writing style.

liz
2006-07-03


C.B.Yamba
Boring
2006-07-02


Kathy Lockhart
Thank you for serving, first.
This is a very cleverly written poem that captures the complexity of love. kathy
2006-06-30