Charles Hice

Rookie (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

^v^iolette My Regret - Poem by Charles Hice

^V^iolette my Regret
Iff eye could die this very hour,
and they lay away the clay.
My soul and all the rest of this my fibre,
would just waste away.
Nothing would eye miss NO fancy
liquours or cigars.
NO dancing girls or all the sorrows
of the trials of poor temptations.
I have only an expectant future.
A Future expose~.An expectation of amore~.
She has a flower nomenclature.
The namme is ^V^iolette.
The only thing in this whole lifetime eye would regret.
The regret is of course in the missing of the knowing of
Mye ^V^iolette.

Comments about ^v^iolette My Regret by Charles Hice

  • Roseann Shawiak (11/19/2013 6:37:00 PM)

    Your style of poetry is different, and interesting. I like this poem. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010

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