The Chase

The Chase

A Poem by ANTHONY PERALES

These days run away
like criminals who
flee.
Taking with them
all of what I never
did.

This regret remains
fresh just as honey
never ages.
And there's that blood
red stain where my need 
for the hurt leaked
onto the floor.

Somewhere beneath
those times and
these years lays
a reason that's fighting
to be understood.

These losses are as
sad as Pluto
losing its status.
And yet I still
believe there's 
a masterpiece
somewhere within 
all of us
waiting to be
freed.

© 2014 ANTHONY PERALES


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These losses are as
sad as Pluto
losing its status.
And yet I still
believe there's
a masterpiece
somewhere within
all of us
waiting to be
freed.

Lovely description friend. I'm enjoyed it totally.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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