Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“…witches are quite careful about what they say. You can never be sure what the words are going to do when they’re out of earshot.” ~ Terry Pratchett
Bitter salt of regret fills my shameful mouth
After the hurtful wishes I spat into tense air
Their razor thorns have pierced your heart
As I see brown eyes brim with tears, spilling
All my rampant fears come rising up
As I stand here speechless, ashamed
To say ‘I’m sorry’ seems so trite, so insignificant
For it breaks my heart to see you cry knowing it was I
Who broke the smile of your sweet soul
‘Tis a memory I’ll have to live with
For the rest of my tainted life
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: April 2020 Days 16-20 When Good Wishes Go Bad
Skylover’s Word List: Salt
Sometimes we hurt others unintentionally.. this is such a beautifully evocative write, Linda 💝💝
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Thank you Sanaa!❤️
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This is sooo nice, Linda. In my book of behavioural rules, Number 102 is that NO MAN SHOULD EVER MAKE HIS WOMAN CRY.
I have never violated that in my almost 60 years of being with them. And I don’t ask for that in return for women, though I’ve been several victims. Perhaps too, we might be deserving of some correction and chastisement.
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Thank you Jim.
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Oh, those words once spoken that return with painful arrows are the hardest to live with.
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Yes they are.
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Oh dear, I now that one. But hope I have learned better in my old age.
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Oops, I mean to say I know that one.
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