When It's Over—(Old Sonnet Form) Poem by Kevin Kiely

When It's Over—(Old Sonnet Form)



I've lost you then or is it you've lost me
and once more on the newsfront what a mess
I did, you did go deep we both felt free
it's wiser not to damn but somehow bless
the will's the way go onwards, all that stuff
life's beyond belief and might have been
not long now you know and that's no bluff
who'll keep me clear, unseen and seen
how far, how far and then how soon it's done
after the feast, the vinegar until
new gossip and in the memory of two or one
cool reason, lessens the bitter pill
It's nice to keep in touch and have a friend
Forget, look up, remember there's an end

Saturday, December 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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Kevin Kiely

Kevin Kiely

Warrenpoint, Ireland
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