lamenting good and bad intentions

Trying to be a devoted Father and secret lover

in one unfolding lifetime's too much already

I'm not prepared for the long ride although I knew the score

these difficult years must soon come to dust; Alcohol  

and depression will see to that. The last door

has to stay closed to memories; abandoned

they can howl all they want to gain re-entry 

my existence down at heel must be allowed

to lie quietly back in a cotton wool cloud.

The failed effort will finally be laid to rest.

◄ march of the Paedo's

my unhappy bunny ►


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Wed 10th Jan 2018 22:29

not yet Pat and Stef but it's not for the want of trying 👍👍

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Tue 9th Jan 2018 20:18

here's hoping you have found that 'cloud' Leon. Great poem

P&S xx

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Sun 7th Jan 2018 17:52

and hello to you keith many thanks, mate. No Rose I'll leave be but appreciate your comment and suggestion.

You hoped correctly Jemima, so no tears needed!

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Jemima Jones

Sun 7th Jan 2018 11:44

I enjoyed this Leon while hoping it just a poem for poetry's sake and not referring to a real situation. Thank you.Jemima.

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Rose Casserley

Sun 7th Jan 2018 10:42

love, love, love this Leon.

Personally, I would have titled it-Lamentations?

Rose 💋

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keith jeffries

Sat 6th Jan 2018 14:32

Hello Leon, The poem is good and the sheer honesty of it is scintillating. Thank you. Keith

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