Sorrow (11,11,12,12)

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I once felt sorrow for the Cherry blossom,
Whipped and beaten in the late winter winds.
It gave its offering’s too early in the year,
Battered and torn before the arrival of spring.

By summer it was a painful memory,
Distant yet as vivid as the real thing.
But this autumn I found why I was mistaken,
Saw how my sympathy was selfish and misplaced.

I saw emptiness in my life yet felt joy,
Remembered that moments are only fleeting.
Finally learning to love without holding on,
Has allowed me to finally forget my pain.

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My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleabout 19 years ago
I can not tell a LIE

It wasn't me!!!! <grin>

excellent poem~

WickedEveWickedEveabout 19 years ago
very, very nice

I love the cherry blossom stanza.

sacksackabout 19 years ago
I think this would read much better....

with a little paring down. The two "finallys" at the end are awkward... there are a lot of synonyms for finally, it should be a simple matter to find one. Elsewhere, I don't think you need an apostrophe on offerings and I don't quite understand the Cherry analogy. My cherry tree is very pretty in Autumn when the leaves turn yellow...perhaps using Winter would have insured a starker contrast?

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
this poem

is mentioned in the new poetry reviews.

flyguy69flyguy69about 19 years ago
Clear and clean

A pure and plaintive treatment of redemption- very nice, TD!

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