NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Five

Looking Back

When in the chronicle of wasted time

you find my name among past lovers

and think about those open arms

and the empty hearts,

do you best to blame every ill we wrought

on me and me alone.

I will take all those words

and keep them closer than I ever could you.

I’ve been absent for a few days so I’m playing catch up with the NaPoWriMo Prompts. Day Twenty-Five challenged us to write a poem that started with a line from another poem so I’ve taken the first line of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 106 ‘When in the chronicle of wasted time’.


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