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



Comments

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

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October 4, 2011 at 3:24 PM
Ed Pilolla said…
tomorrow is so chuck full of potential answers.
October 5, 2011 at 1:12 PM
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!
October 6, 2011 at 1:54 PM
Almas Kiran Shamim said…
i wish the world ends tonite . . . That tomorrow May never come :(
October 12, 2011 at 7:05 AM
Almas Kiran Shamim 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.
October 12, 2011 at 7:09 AM
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