- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Perpetual Reticence
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Click hereOnce I had a sister:
I haven't got one now.
I'd tell her how I loved her
If only I knew how.
Once I had a mother:
I haven't got one now.
I'd tell her how I loved her
If only I knew how.
Once I had a brother:
I've still got one now.
I'd tell him how I love him
If only we knew how.
Once I had a father:
He doesn't know me now.
Wish I'd told him that I love him
But we never did know how.
It's too late now.
(repeat from the beginning - ad infinitum)
- COMMENTS
and the ways in which the need to be strong chains some thoughts and deeds in a choke of regret for me,
the repeating phrasal rhythm cut out just before it killed the poem, if there had been one more stanza I would have quit reading, but you hammered the point home with out bending the nail. good use of punctuation to control the flow of the read, and enough of a rhythm break out in the last two to force the mind to concentrate on the words as opposed to the sounds.