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RogueandPoet
Member

since 2007-06-04

Posts 126
Oregon

0 posted 2007-06-12 01:04 PM

Spilt Milk

No ones ever done me wrong
   I’ve simply let a few –
   take the option I had given them
   to play me for a fool.

For their faults and inclinations
   were clear as day – no mystery
   I just chose to hope they’d overcome
   and I looked the other way.

And though I’ve suffered at their hands
   from broken heart and lightened purse -
   I well knew their inner nature
   so they don’t deserve my curse.

And as I believe the universe
   will balance out the tilt
   they’ll get to live with their indiscretions
   and the milk that they have spilt.

[This message has been edited by RogueandPoet (06-12-2007 03:13 PM).]

MegMeg
Member

since 2007-05-14

Posts 85
Virginia

1 posted 2007-06-12 01:24 PM

wow.. nice poem i especially liked the last stanza.

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

2 posted 2007-06-12 01:30 PM

Reminded me of my thoughts while I was watching Robin Givens last night...
Seems she has written a book about her
less than pleasurable experiences with
Mike Tyson...and I found myself thinking,
"Who would be stupid enough to marry
Mike Tysen." Hope he doesn't read this
and come and beat me up. "Who would be
stupid enough to say bad things about
Mike Tyson"...James

Drauntz
Member Elite

since 2007-03-16

Posts 2905
Los Angeles California

3 posted 2007-06-12 01:34 PM

very good, and I shall say, very cool and confident.

enjoyed.

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

4 posted 2007-06-12 01:35 PM

Yes, the Universe has a way of dishing out karma and we can keep our hands clean, so to speak! lol

If you meant to write "spilt" instead of "split", you can make edit changes by clicking on on the icon of a document and pencil. (Next to the posting date above your poem)

This was a divinely sweet poem.