Penitence

My contribution to the Ronovan Decima Challenge 31: 
Sleep on B rhyme


Penitence

Forgive me. I used to awake
to the sound of your smile asleep
beside me, a smile buried deep
inside me. Now there is an ache
embedded there for my mistake.
And years do not diminish how
I lightly tore apart the vow
we made while looking at the sea,
the moonlight sealing silently
a love that was - but is not now.
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By Arthur Richardson

Very part time poem maker. Retired from paid work.

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  1. This is easily one of the best décimas I’ve ever read! The period in the middle of the first line is jarring, but that’s perfect for the subject matter, and the interior rhyme between lines 3 and 4 is beautiful. The whole poem is exemplary.

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