No Return

Jabberwocky

I was sometimes quite amusing

Was the only praise she said

For eight years worth of sharing

The same old double bed

For all I gave of loving

That’s scant love to be fed

Perhaps she’ll be forthcoming

After I am dead.

  • Author: Jabberwocky (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 21st, 2020 04:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: Bits of flotsam and jetsam sometimes strike my hull and I write a poem before they sink into the depths.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • PhilPoet

    Really like the form of this poem, it so suits the message. Crisp, honest, . simple and succinct.
    What else is there to say!
    Hope despite this, you're well.

  • Goldfinch60

    Emotive write Jabberwocky.



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