Let us continue poeming as the last minutes of Day 3 ticked away before I could post this. Here is my Third 3rd prompt for the day. It comes from Poetic Asides – apologetic or non-apologetic poem. I’m sorry or not.
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My tired eyes
have said it all
Exhaustion’s grip has made me humble
My eyes of languor
and dreams of linger
apologise for staying longer
than time and patience
for which we had,
indeed, agreed.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
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This is a very interesting poem–the sounds–the linger/languor/longer–are wonderful and describe those feelings of passive exhaustion so well. K.
Manic – thanks a lot!
Love the wordplay. I think I’ve been in that situation once or twice.
Caren – so nice to see you here! That situation seems to be very popular, in fact 🙂