Author Phil E Repko

• Pieces of April - 1st Published Book of Poetry

  Blame

  I cast no blame toward you – or me –
  We schooled each other quietly -
  To value prizes, or acclaim–
  Likewise, emphasizing tasks
  and chores as if their sure defeat
  to our most muscular advance
  were more the metric of a challenge met
  than were the hugs and kisses we’d avoid
  overtly, always looking past the present
  right before our very eyes. We acclimated distance
  Even when our fingertips could touch
  By one swift snap.
  We cannot measure touch that wasn’t felt,
  Or put a price on forfeit of a pleasure.
  No, I cast no blame for what we taught
  Each other.
  Instead, I am distraught that we have learned
  These home-schooled lessons faithfully…

  Posted Dec 06, 02:54 PM · Author Phil E Repko

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