- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Still I row
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Even after so much time has lapsed
I find myself sitting alone
Again in this familiar old place
Listening to the falling of the rain
And wishing there was
something I could change.
It’s true what they say
Time does indeed heal
But it rarely changes
the way you feel.
I still remember
all the tears I shed in here
not so very long ago
While trying to decide if
I should “Stick it out” or
pack my things and go.
It seems I’ve managed to do both
Making my daring escape
To end up back in this,
my familiar old hole.
I guess I’ll always mourn
For those older days now gone
It’s to our distant past
That they now belong
Where do we go from here?
Each not wanting to admit it
But, neither of us seems to know
Our boat, still without its rudder
Yet, still I feel
I must continue to row.
