Thursday, December 19, 2013

A sonnet for December!

Took me awhile to get inspired.  Here's what I came up with:

Haven't found it yet

There are no limits to my disappoint-
ment; wishing does not make it so,
and trying is frustrated at each joint
of an attempted meeting. Even though
I am considered good, my attributes
are not esteemed by those who I would hope
to take me into their embrace; these fruits
of labor never ripen, so I grope
for satisfactions, seek to find that place
where I am welcomed as I am desired,
disrobed, disrupted from the normal face
that shines the way my simple life required;
a change, an alteration to the flow
is where I wish my hidden life would go.

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