THE PAIN OF REJECTION
Her door now locked,
her blind still closed,
he walked away down broad stone steps,
a scarf of thorns around his neck.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Was going to London for a couple of nights but just cancelled having heard our two main routes (the M1 and the A14) are both closed due to snow and multiple accidents so here I am posting again with a cheery little number.
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Comments5
So you stayed - to write us more gems! Good write Michael.
I couldn't do all I wanted. I could not sing - me throat packed up with a bug. Oh no, I'm recovering! I shall sing again soon. arrggghh!
Ah so tomorrow a vocal thrust from O - does tomorrow ever come?
That’s a lot of feeling thrust into those few stanzas.
Well done.
Who rejected who? thanks so much Shadowbox
the other side of love,rejection
The pain of rejection is awful at the time but one always has to move on and discard that scarf of thorns.
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