Photograph courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales
The hardest rain
Can never cleanse me
Of the harm
I have done you
I stand with
Arms open wide to take
Whatever punishment
You decide is mine
I am here
You can come my love
To pronounce my fate
Which I'll accept
Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
Sept 2011
I think of recognition, self-forgiveness, and justice.
ReplyDeleteRather dark. Leaves one wondering what you believe you have done so wrong.
ReplyDeleteThe image is very nicely penned.
Your interpretation of the photo is spot on ... I look at her body language, colors of the image and I see what you saw - though I could not have written it as well.
ReplyDeletewow- spot on!
ReplyDeleteWell-crafted song of penance.
ReplyDeleteGreat words. Thank you for stopping by High Heels and Hot Flashes. Be sure to stop back by on Oct 3rd to read Kim Wright's story.
ReplyDeleteWhat could have been that bad that could not be compromised! Conciliatory overtures would mend easily! Beautifully presented Ella!
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Beg your pardon, Bee!
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Hi Bee . . There is a tiny typo in your Linky URL, which prevents it opening the post, although I guess most viewers will see what's wrong.
ReplyDeleteYou have entered " . . . blogspot,com" not " . . . blogspot.com" You'd think Blogger would put that right for you! Stoopid Compooters!
That's a lovely contrite poem . . but I don't believe you'd harm anyone.
Who could not accept an apology as beautiful as this?
ReplyDeleteI must agree with Miss Tess..
ReplyDeleteNice take!
JJRod'z
Thank you everyone - have not been around a great deal but appreciate all comments very much.
ReplyDeleteForgive me if I haven't been to your page. A great deal going on work wise and other projects. I will blog about a group I belong to called The Jericho Project here in Trinidad whose aim is to help all orphans and underprivileged children. We are also in the process of organizing a massive 12 hour concert here in Trinidad which may well go out world wide. It's called 'Concert for Somalia' and takes place in December before which we are having a telethon.
This is a wonderful poem, Bee, and it acknowledges that eloquent gesture of the woman with the outstretched arms and open hands. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you Nicholas. I wanted to portray acceptance as opposed to submission which someone else saw when it came up on FB.
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