| Open Poetry #4 |
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Knowing Human Nature |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas
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I killed her love in increments- By simple lack of care... And never giving compliments When she fixed up her hair. Or when she labored on a meal- A real gourmet’s delight.. By merely eating hurriedly- And saying, “That’s alright”! The words I said in anger- Cut her like a knife... And finally made the woman loathe The fact she was my wife. I guess I really realized- The truth the day she said- “You know? it’s really over- My love for you is dead”! It is. I know I killed it- And left it lying there- A cheap discarded plaything As if I didn’t care. If I could start all over.... I wonder what I’d change- Knowing human nature.. Probably not a thing. |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Wonderful! This poem should be handed out to newlyweds everywhere...if only...but then again, as you say, human nature is what it is....too bad though. Still it's a great poem. ![]() |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
I found the last stanza to be troubling, there are some of us that learn from our mistakes, human nature or not |
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