March 27



What have I done?

Destroyed our peace

Might as well have used a gun

This is not catch and release


Go find a nice little house wife, 

Someone whose love and beauty pales

Who will give you a steady life.

And not keep going off the rails.


Our plan was not to run around

Yet we exist in a graceful arc

But there I was in the lost and found

Across the falling dark


Let me sing my song to you

One last time

Let me bring my love for you

and hear your heart chime


So I die inside now

A little more each day

I cry inside for a vow

And attempt to hide the fray


Fight for me my darling, save me my groom

Like the little starling stunned from the impact

With the windows that seal my room

I sit panicked and frail in your palm unable to react


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Posted March 27, 2020 by Charlotte Von Woffle Greer in category "All of Charlotte's Poetry

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From Review: "Charlotte Von Woffle Greer is an artist in the truest sense of the word. Tormented, embattled, strong, fearless and fearful. Curious, and full of wonder yet jaded and defeated at times. An artist shares what they feel. A true and brave artist shares what they feel completely as Charlotte does, in these pages." -Erik Johnson