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Author Name: Freeborderline_mary 3 Comments
Date Added: November 15, 2009 11:11:06 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Sonnet Add To Favorites | Text Only
I Told You I Was Serious
Please, close the ragged fissures in my skin
With tender stitches pale against the white,
And I'll transcribe the words I see within,
That blaze between each fiber as you write:
The ocher sick beside the crimson true;
The blackened edges left when last you lied;
All raveled up with bruised and hollow blue,
To mend the lacerations of your pride.
Make free with needle, won't you, dearest friend?
Make new the broken, burned, corrupted flesh.
Make right the sundered bindings, and pretend
That in so doing, healing swells afresh.
Do all you can; apologize and plead―
Forgiveness is the last excuse you need.
Author's Notes:
The end of a friendship.
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Comment By: FreeLubaina on July 12, 2010 11:07:24 AM Report
...I really enjoy reading your mind of emotions..

Lubaina .

Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on November 15, 2009 01:14:08 PM Report
What a well scripted, vivid sonnet.  I enjoyed reading it.
Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on November 15, 2009 11:27:55 AM Report
it is so sad when friendships better to describe the pain than with a sonnet?  your word choices are so vivid. These words, though serious still bear the tenderness of your heart...they speak of the healing of the wounds but certainly not of the friendship...Your last line is the most powerful!  and you make me ask myself, why does the heart of anguish speak most loud?  your sonnet will become a favorite of mine....


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