Had I Not In My Idling
Had I not in my idling
neglected you;
neglected morning carol;
neglected evening requiem;
neglected the unforeseen
whimsy of words,
the nitty-gritty of my
most solemn soul,
sooner could have been
release from bondage,
levee collapsing revelation,
my poems.
July 28, 2013
Kathryn Collins
Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2013
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