Broken PromisesA Poem by Phill Oz O'feeI believe we have all been there at one time or another ...Broken Promises Delirious fluttering dancing doves Pirouette atop tall thick hedgerow Labour gathering dry twisted twigs In anticipation of newborn squabs As spring starts its seasonal cycle Of resurgence and new beginnings If only this applied to my frustration At all your addled broken promises An ever decreasing fallacious circle Of blank upright unsteady dominoes Awaits collapse from your final straw Which you will delight to fatally place Oddly surveying my bridges burning A sense of tranquillity envelopes me Could going be a blessing in disguise For this time there is no return to lies As I am left in isolation to recuperate To heal heart’s hurts and secret scars Copyright @ Phillozofee 2019 © 2019 Phill Oz O'feeFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on May 31, 2019 Last Updated on May 31, 2019 AuthorPhill Oz O'feeWinchester, Hampshire, England, United KingdomAboutI am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..Writing
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