Sour Grapes Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Sour Grapes



Sour grape aftertaste remains
Grates, corrosive follow through
After final rendezvous
Penetrates. Perpetual pains
Exile affections. Despair attains
Summit present, future rue.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(11 April 2010)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Heather Wilkins 15 July 2013

the aftertaste of many things remain. some sweet some sour. good write

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