Sonnet: An Unlaced Life

aslargeasalone

Getting back into the flow of writing, mostly with wordplay and poems. I'm a creative soul, from childhood to middle age, and my joy is to produce new things the world has never seen before. I'm an educator from the USA working as a college professor of lit and music. I'm learning to love myself little by little.


My name with foul insinuation's tarred

By people who seek easy victims meek

To charge with crimes in public. Life is marred

And razed for me. Now, everywhere I seek,

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I picture enemies in friends I knew

Before this whole fiasco. Do they now

Believe those spurious charges? Friend, do YOU?

Would you respond with hugs, would you allow

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Your former friend our old ties to re-lace?

Or am I out of office, our bond broken?

I'm, through no fault of mine, without a face;

I prosper not. What of the words we'd spoken?

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You, reader, are but one of those I've lost.

The predators themselves knew not the cost.


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Author's prompt text:

Self offered three word prompt: office, prosper, marred

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