Beginnings of a tear

Our having previously met, I pray you do not find it problematic,

if you feel it were to do so, regarding the sensitivity

of the matter,

would be beneficial to all involved, it all remained forgotten, I

wish not a recurrence nor the possibility,

thereof…

What lies within thine

eyes,

misty brimmed, as they are, the beginnings of a tear, I surmise.

What sorrow lurks clinging to thy soul? If I were to peer

within, what would I

envision?

Would I find what thee feels troubling to cause thou incessant

weeping’s, would I find it thy intent to leave me left

wondering.

Desperate times oft-times call for desperate measures, and I,

feeling this being one of them, takes precedence above

all else. If only it had not arrived at that

intersect

after all else failed.

should not be ungrateful, realizing your diligence and hard work,

and most certainly you are most deserving of the honor

which has been bestowed on

you,

an honor so many feel should not have been yours, but a select

few, other than you. We are disgruntled, acknowledging what

has been taken from us without regard,

what we

would describe a heartless act, and nothing less than sabotage…

Thinking you were far better than the lot of us.

And so what if you are? That in itself can be easily overlooked and

should be overlooked by those who have given you a most

a prestigious award that you should not

have received

and the very thought of you receiving it irks us to no end…

We demand reciprocity, what has transpired is a travesty and has

driven us quite mad, and there is nothing worse

than a madding crowd…

The moon?

How has the moon come into play? Yes, it is a full moon.

Is that why we are mad and on the brink of insanity? Your smile.

It gives you pleasure knowing of our madness, It is a

temporary affliction, soon we will regain our

senses, our cognitive

reasoning…

Things will remain as they are. Has it come to this? To have read

all of which lie within your

eyes…

Coffee?

We should have a cup of coffee. Doughnuts. We should all have

doughnuts, too, or a blueberry

muffin?

Now, where were we? Oh yes, coffee and doughnuts and perhaps

a blueberry muffin. Yes, nothing could be better, let’s.

About James Sterling

James began writing at 13, and he has published about 12500 pages of poetry on Facebook! He retired from work at the age of 62.

James is proud to share that he never edits what he has written, which is the beauty of his writing!!

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