Kathleen Thorpe


Guilt - Poem by Kathleen Thorpe

Guilt shows in your eyes
as they skim the room,
pick me up briefly
then dropp me again
as though I wasn't there.
Squash those feelings that bubble up
whenever you see me.
You're married
and I shouldn't inhabit your heart.
But I do -
for guilt shows in your eyes
as they skim the room,
pick me up briefly
then dropp me again.

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  • Rookie . . (11/14/2004 11:05:00 AM)

    This poem says so much...it's like a bee sting. Over quickly but the sting lasts... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 14, 2004

Poem Edited: Monday, November 15, 2004


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