"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Mistakes Haunt

moonlight dreams
scurry on cloud wings
across midnight sky.

the trees outside
framed windows
eerily silent.

mistakes haunt
a restless mind,
their claws tearing serenity.

a question unanswered
tumbles from numb lips,
can I be forgiven?

shadows deepen,
regret enshrouds,
tomorrow she will know.

©Susie Clevenger 2011


Tigerbrite said...

enjoyed the poem.
I have nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award. Hope you enjoy. Blessings.


Ed Pilolla said...

tomorrow is so chuck full of potential answers.

Lu Ann said...

Ive wondered myself the same thing... can I be forgiven? And I still dont know the answer...

Blessings and congrats on your award!

JaLpArI - tHe MeRmAiD said...

i wish the world ends tonite . . . That tomorrow May never come :(

JaLpArI - tHe MeRmAiD said...

wouldn it be better if we started thinking 'will i be forgiven' BEFORE doing something . . . rather than 'can i be forgiven' AFTER doin it. . .
But then again . . The fear of not being forgiven might hold us back from doing things that might be IMPORTANT, even if apparently wrong.

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