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For Susan A
AW (A Long while ago / England)

For Susan A

The tale told
Of broken dreams
Of words spilling
Searching, and soaked
Untidy house
Fractured mind
poisoned from within
Our choice, our blame
The story just the same
Unfulfilled potential
The anchor of the soul
Unique in similarity
Uncork the bottle,
Blames floods in
Can anyone hear?
Above the din
Who’s to bless
Who’s to blame?
Unique in spirit
Same in name
Hope deferred
Shame to blame
Makes the heart ache
Release the chains
No-ones to blame
Life, laughter, tears
Is it just the game?


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Adrian...there's something powerful going on here, but I'm missing its essence, I think, because of the abstractions like soul, hope, spirit, and life. I'm a lazy reader and need to get deeper into a poem on the first reading than this one allowed.