Ian Jobst

Rookie - 127 Points (October 14,1999 / Oxford)

Untitled- Sonnet - Poem by Ian Jobst

I wish I knew
why my rage comes out
And isn't through
Until I have no doubt
That the last line
to this poem of life
Has become mine
and ended in strife
If I knew I would say
Why only poetry vents
My anger at this day
and for sin that sinner repents
This poem needs a title too
I think I'll call it 'Why I'm done with you'

Topic(s) of this poem: anger

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 5, 2014

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