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Regret
by A. Paige White I regret that broken bone
As much as the time alone
But yet, I’m not sure why
I regret that I regret
The things that can’t be known
But know, before the tears are gone
Your will I will decry.
I regret I have a phone
The number forgotten but known
While I’m writing all alone.
Spring is gone, summer’s grown
But winter lurks in a broken bone
It’s a funny thing while you’ve been gone
My heart’s not laying where it was thrown
I won’t wear anything from your past
Not one second, not one hour
My future’s here, it got here pretty fast
With an assisted living cast
And mercy free, oh mercy me
This love I know is vast
I regret you’re in that no man’s zone
And crossed a line you didn’t know was drawn
You’re at a butt kicking, brutal eyes
On another plane I’m not alone
I raced you to All Mercy’s throne
Quit lagging now! Come Along!
04/23/2009 Author's Note: Yesterday's April prompt
Posted on 04/24/2009
Copyright © 2026 A. Paige White
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/24/09 at 02:11 PM ...paige, lemme stand and give you an O. cute and soooo very cut-to-the-core-ish...bravo. ala the same vein, i regret having read this nahahahahaha |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/24/09 at 04:12 PM "I regret I have a phone The number forgotten but known While I’m writing all alone." That about sums it up for me, right there. I just can't understand, after everything you've been through together. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/25/09 at 12:44 AM You bring the theme to a great ending! "I raced you to All Mercy's throne!" That is the key to the whole situation. Pain, and regret may linger but the mercy is SO VERY REAL! |
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