Ben Gunn


Endgame - Poem by Ben Gunn

I could not hurt you, try as I might,
with words, inflection, impotent spite,
for pain not borne by lips that say,
is cut by reason then ripped away.

I would not hurt you by dereliction,
of duty, nor tarnished by false attrition,
What sleeps shining shall not awaken,
it binds my true faith never shaken.

Silence and dignity, respect for the gift,
the only defender long since cut adrift,
The purpose forgotten, the conclusion foregone,
You cannot replace
what so
blindingly
shone...


Ben Gunn
1996/2007


Comments about Endgame by Ben Gunn

  • Anna Russell (3/14/2007 4:43:00 PM)

    Good to see someone keeping rhyme alive in a very masterful way.
    Hugs
    Anna xxx
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  • Declan McHenry (3/14/2007 4:20:00 PM)

    A wise one Ben. Very well presented. (Report)Reply

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  • A fomer PH member Not part of the Clique (3/14/2007 4:11:00 PM)

    Great sense of timing and rhythm Ben
    Clair
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 1, 2011


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