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Bloom

When scouring ways of empowering praise
To pay you for what my life owes,
A limit of talent and money had says
About what could be done, so I wrote you a rose.
Reflection designed?
I wrote, you arose.

Above all the stuff that can hamper a path,
We'll trample the tampering horde.
Dismantle the amplitude granting the wrath
That kills every good notion some luck can afford.
I'm hoping our bond
Is kismet accord.

Perhaps I should warn you of something I do,
A shitty proclivity will
Inhibit the finish of anything new
Which means everything tried I'll not ever instill
With duty or pride,
Despite my goodwill.

But, really, a trend of not getting the end
Might lend much advantage to me.
Concluding my time with you truly would bend
A cruel, hateable hook in my normal ennui.
The gamut of which
No man will foresee.



7 comments:

  1. My favorite lines in this poem: "About what could be done, so I wrote you a rose.
    Reflection designed? I wrote, you arose."

    "Wrote you a rose"---what a wonderful idea of what a poem is.

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  2. I concur, Hannah! I think writing a rose is way more romantic than buying one.

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  3. keep it modern and splash a little Glenlivet on some ice.

    Cool poems J.

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  4. "Perhaps I should warn you of something I do,
    A shitty proclivity will
    Inhibit the finish of anything new
    Which means everything tried I'll not ever instill
    With duty or pride, despite my goodwill"

    If you only knew how closely I relate to those lines! What a powerfully poignant piece of poetry! Nice pen!

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  5. I really liked the way the combination of words and thoughts sounded when I read outloud. Marvelous word choices.

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