Once

sorenbarrett

I know so little,

but in passing, I knew love once

and like an acquittal

all suffering it blunts

 

Stolen glimpses of the past,

a man who could see, but now is blind,

with fondness that will always last

coloring the blackness of my mind

 

Passion is only skin deep

but love goes to the bone

It pardoned the sins that I reap

though only once did I it own

 

I can die with a smile,

though it was so long ago

A redemption from life's trial

and that's all that I need to know

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 18th, 2024 04:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    Ooh you could do a series - once, twice, thrice, erm, whatever comes next - quadruple?! heehee.

    • sorenbarrett

      Good Idea Orchi I'm working on one with three letters per word with three letters per line and only three stanzas. How did you know? Thanks for the read

    • Thomas W Case

      Tremendous.

      • sorenbarrett

        Thanks for the review Thomas it is appreciated

      • Doggerel Dave

        Not all life can be beautiful for many I suspect - certainly occasionally not for me. However I have also experienced your redemption, which helps see me through.
        Thanks Soren: neat work.

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks Dave your comment means a great deal and is deeply appreciated.

        • Goldfinch60

          May that love always be there for you soren.

          Andy

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks so much Andy The wish is deeply appreciated.

          • Accidental Poet

            "Passion is only skin deep
            but love goes to the bone"

            Oh, I know this all too well. Brilliant soren. 👍

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks so much for the read and comment it is appreciated.



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