Remarkably, I seem to have moved past it
Even though I’ve had much occasion for it.
Goddess witness, I’m an imperfect woman
Regrettably (sic) being only human.
Even so – I have sorrows enough, and yet
They are deeper and truer than useless regret.
(Obviously, today's prompt is: Regret.)
sorrows deeper than useless regret... there is something contrivedly social about regret, isn't there.
ReplyDeleteA bit like a guilt trip one puts on oneself.
ReplyDeleteI'm impressed that you have shaped an acrostic poem that could easily not be an acrostic poem (if that makes sense!) Normally I find them far too forced... not so with this one.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jenny, I know just what you mean. I was pleased that this one worked regardless. :)
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