With this poem I must bid you all for (now),
a fond and warm farewell. For there are issues within these lines
That my mind must dwell…yeah, but I shall rise again,
Maybe in a day, a week….I really do not know when, it is hard to tell.
For the tale that these words impart is indeed a prison,
where my mind at this time of year…does dwell.
So Merry Christmas to you all, and I shall return once again
To this wonderful and kind place, known as “The Authors Den”
~Peace~ J. Allen Wilson 12-22-2003
From within these prison walls I cry,
In solitary silence, I long for another time.
A time before my grave sin, a time before
my mortal crime.
If but I could turn back this clock,
The things I would change,
And directions anew would I take.
For this crime,
lingers still within the chambers of my tortured mind
forever locked by this malevolent past,
chained of heart, and impaled by the harp of time.
I would surrender all, for just another chance,
To look upon your sallow face and beg our love,
just one more dance.
However in ill regret,
I think not this chance I will get.
And forever I shall be,
A prisoner of misdeed
For all of eternity.
Oh dear mother,
J. Allen Wilson © 12-22- 2003
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|Reviewed by Joni Stewart-Hague
|I have read poetry, and I have laughed, and yes, shed a few tears...but this one brought deep sobs, for you, and for myself. I feel the pain I know you're feeling, and the helplessness and hopelessness in your search for a way to alleviate it. All I can say, dear Poet, is that Mothers forgive, and so does God.....and that is my salvation --- please let it be yours.|
|Reviewed by Al Swanson (Reader)
|you do write the lovliest write dear Allen, this is so very sensative, and peering, insightful, it does the trick, al ty|
|Reviewed by Sheila Jones (Reader)
|This is heart touching, beautiful poetry.
|Reviewed by Linda Hill
|< < <tears>>>
So sad, my friend.
There is forgiveness in
every mothers heart.
God bless you..
|Reviewed by Tami Ryan
Forgiving ourselves is probably the toughest. But you can... you must. We'll all miss your work. Come back soon.
I wish you peace within.
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|Yeah, don't be so hard on yourself.
Have Some Happy Uplifting Holidays!
|Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang
|God forgives our souls, Allen. You are
forgiven. I shall miss your poems! And, as
Eileen says, "Do not be too hard on yourself!"
All my prayers and love are with you!
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|Mothers always forgive. This is so painful to read. May peace and love overtake you this Holiday Season Allen. You will be missed. Forgive yourself.|
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|This was deeply moving, just touched my heart,
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Please take care and do not be gone long and Know as Eileen said it is forgiven.... Will miss you.
Happy Holidays Season thisn is the time of year also that is so very hard for people..
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|A very mournful soul searing write Allen! Written with beauty of pen. Please know that you are forgiven!Take care and don't be so hard on yourself....|