Saccharine. A poem.

Your bold sweetness leaves
the bitter taste of regret,
a sensate lamentation,
dissonant on my tongue.

This saccharine tinge
leaves me cold and wanting;
a vine that dies from frost
that sears the roots black
and returns them back to dust.

Take your petty rejoinder
and fly from this place,
so that I might have my time
to remonstrate in peace.

My first book of poetry, The All or the Nothing, is available now as an e-book from most online distributors. To find out more, click here.

Published by stevestillstanding

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

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