My Place

This an old piece but in light of last weeks events I decided to post this again, its original meaning blends well to the rape of writerscafe.

My Place

 

If there was a time, it is now,

If there ever was a day, it is today,

This is your chance, your only chance, my only chance.

Please...

 

The defining moment is nigh,

It calls and calls, it rains on deaf ears,

Listen harder; ignorance will not work this time.

Please...

 

You have the power, do not waste it,

So much time has been lost but it's not to late,

Carpe Diem, do not let the poetry die.

Please...

 

Regret eats the soul, it will take yours,

Why let it when you can fight?

I will not let you down; the rest is up to you.

Please... I beg you.

Author's Note

I wrote this piece last year, it is more relevant if you know what date I wrote it, you may ask and I will answer, and no my plea was not heeded. Mx

Mx

Reviews

[fireblossom]

sweet plea

whatever the back story this piece works as a frank honest call to a lover to save the relationship.

i almost called you...just in case it was me then i realized you don't know me and i don't you...lol

the plea was that powerful

good writing.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

You touched my poetic heart. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

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Ah, very awesome hun. Kind of like a little rant hehe. It speaks to so many of what happened that fateful day. I wished it didnt have to happen. I miss my work. I do. I feel so terrible that this happened to everyone. I hope everyone will come out of this alright. Very well said. A couple typos, but very well done :)

Mikey

[Solst Rapture]

This speaks to me Manoosh. I felt my heart contort with pain. I have learned so much recently and I am so so so behind. That is why I reacted to you last year. I am getting answers to myself and I am a foolish man- if I even dare to call myself a man. Anyway, I digress, but it was your poetry that caused me to digress, so don't shoot me. So why did you write this piece?

I hope you are having a wonderful day and that a review from me doesn't fill you with negative anticipation.

Solst

[Celtic Cat]

Too many of us fail to cease the day. I'm completely guilty myself. The pain in this is that it fell on deaf ears...so sad that we often fail as human beings. I'm sorry your plea was not heeded, but not surprised as often others fail us perhaps as much if not more than we fail ourselves. Without your note, I'd swear this was urging us writers not to jump ship to find the poetry that was just hoisted overboard. Excellent piece, no matter how you look at it.