Sheltering…
Like a Fragile childIn the corner Of the roomSubdued
Great life looms!!
And this
So aptly aired!
Thus recognisedBy oneWhose causeIt was toSeize it.
Whom never…
Really… Cared?
And where to go?And whom to trustIndeed!If needs be met.
Not Upon your shoulderHave I
Ever wept.
Still crossedAnd cursedAnd vexedYou speak
Great ill’s of me!
And allThe evilsPartThey have Not
Honoured you.
Yet thus Have bore me Pain
As muchCould I Sustain!
Though not…
Defeated me.
Has this notTaught you much?
Your kissUpon myLipRemoved?
For lifeI ere
Undaunted.
And yet
And stillAnd by
Have you Not
Learnt?
No joy is metTo fondAnother’s cry.
And thoughI layAccuss-ed
Of what!I do not Know?
I will not faintReturn attack
Relay One word Of loatheUpon you!
For this
This is not love.
For love
You have not
Met.
© Deborah Gordon 2008
I wondered about that, but decided since it had been up for a while that was the way you wanted it . . .
Thanks Jerry, for your comments. You are right. When i posted this, the formatting changed automatically, and so it should not actually read this way. Where the captitals begin, each new line begins. I will need to look at the options when posting, and try to work on that. Sorry about the confusion here. It actually reads very differently in its true form.
Deborah
I suppose I am out of touch, but the runing together certain words with captilization is very distracting and deflects from your original meaning . . . There is meat herein, but it is overcome with technique . . .