Flaws
Think only good of me.
Forgive the cruel pangs I caused
by my lack of understanding
that one good word costs
no more than one that’s bad.
Pardon my plans never completed.
I had big dreams at times, but then…..
Excuse all the times I was loopy while waking,
when getting up was like crawling out of quicksand.
Let go of the fact
that sometimes I drank too much,
and when I did,
I used my drunken mouth to reveal secrets.
Overlook the predictably exasperating
part of me that seldom told a story
in a linear fashion.
Absolve me for my part
in the times I lied, the times I should have lied,
not saying what I should have said either time.
Or,
my own singular condemnation of liars,
shouted in my personal dramatic fashion.
Disregard my worrying
far more than merited.
And finally,
exempt me from the shame
of not realizing
how truly beautiful you were.
Linda Imbler
Linda Imbler’s poetry
collections include four published works by Amazon, “Big Questions, Little
Sleep,” “Lost and Found,”
“Red Is The Sunrise,” and
“Bus Lights, Travel Sights.” Soma
Publishing has published
her three e-book collections,
“The Sea’s Secret
Song,” “Pairings,” a hybrid of short fiction and poetry, and “That Fifth Element.”
She is a Pushcart and
Best of the Net nominee. Examples of Linda’s poetry and a
listing of publications can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.
In addition to writing, she
helps her husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars.
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When writers dig inside they reveal our face as well. Superb job.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Arnold. You are quite right about the digging. Thank you for taking the time to read my work and to comment.
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