I’m quite an amatuer, but can’t go anywhere unless you start somewhere, right? My goal is to eventually be able to write poems with more rules, like sonnets. Stuff like this will have to do for now…neither have titles yet.

Though it takes a thousand words to be admired;
One ill syllable leaves a man undesired.
One hundred smiles, bright and bold
May by one disdainful look unfold.
Ten thousand steps of poise and grace
Are tarnished by one stride poor in taste.
A man cannot outlive one false move
Among myriads of men quick to prove
Him forever condemned, till he grow old.
Though One higher, whose heart not so cold
Longs to forgive and quell righteous fury
Than leave him subject to a merciless jury

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There is a promise I’ve made
That I have yet to fulfill,
Not from lack of strength,
But only lack of will.
And so every meeting
With whom my word I owe
Is tainted by this feeling
Of guilt, and rightly so.
The remedy, it would seem,
Is to fulfill my obligation;
Instead I plot various schemes
To avoid a confrontation.
A horrible toll it takes on the heart
To know you’re untrustworthy.
The guilt of the matter tears you apart,
And you realize that surely
The oldest things you have heard are true,
A man is as good as his word.
The ancient cliché applies to you,
An unforgettable proverb.
Now to restore integrity
And the friendship of the past
Give your oath veracity -
Sit down and finish the task.