Dec 14 2015


Published by at 12:34 am under Lost Love Poems

Regret, that fierce competitor of the present
Insufferable relic of another time
You sprout uninvited like a Jimson weed
And beckon with your poisonous lavender leaves

Oh regret, have you no other
Can you not wander in the woods?
Can you not drift upon the sea?
Have you known no other lover?

Oh regret, why such thirst
To imbibe the lovelorn verse
Is the soul such easy prey
Condemned to live another day

Oh regret, is it the singing
The ballad or the church bells ringing
That brings you dancing in the night
To feast upon our feet of clay

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