Excuses - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
I caught your eye that day,
it made a hostage
out of my voyage of discovery,
which I had, long ago, embarked upon.
A wind of change was born that day,
of honeysweet persuasion, which
at first, while softly crying,
created melodies so sweet
and melted by its presence
Thus I became the Jumping Jack that day:
No job too small, no chance be missed.
I brought to you a sea of flowers,
and chocolates and oatmeal cookies.
I played my Banyo at your window
and laid out my eternal love
(framed by red roses) at your door.
And there you were, Angelic Smile.
You wrapped my life in golden promises,
and miles of velvet ribbons, purple bows.
I slayed the dragons as they flew from their horizons,
it was enough to see the royal wave from you.
'Twas satisfaction well, I thought so at the time.
And then, one night, I slipped and fell asleep.
Upon awakening there was the sound of music
and also fragments of much shiny golden wrappings.
I smelled new dragonblood and saw you had invited
another Jester to your side for entertainment.
And now the clouds had puffed themselves
in righteous indignation.
A voice was heard that changed things on that day.
The rains then came and washed off all the webs
of rank deception into gutters plugged with ribbons.
Where all alone I stood, just reminiscing, silent,
for many hours to the morning of that day.
I had no questions or complaints to utter loudly.
I gave you freely all I could, and so much more.
While you -by way of love- gave me excuses.
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