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Oh! With What Unspeakable Anguish
Oh! With what unspeakable anguish
Do I regret the vocation
I came so close
And so oft to having,
The sweet acclamation
That might have been mine.
Had I tried and failed,
That would scarcely concern me,
Yet, I squandered my resources
Time and time again,
And failed so unnecessarily,
That is what so torments me.
I only wish I could contemplate
More than a mere handful
Of past achievements with pride
And satisfaction,
But even this paltry compensation,
Remains stubbornly beyond me.
Oh! With what unspeakable anguish
Do I regret the vocation
I came so close
And so oft to having
The sweet acclamation
That might have been mine.
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Carl Halling
Wed, 2020-08-19 17:07
Hi Teddy...
That is impressive! The two things I missed out on, and when I say missed out on, well I should say, repeatedly snatched defeat from the jaws of victory, and I came close on both counts, time and again, are success as an actor, and success as a singer. It can really eat at me but not always, but not always, the feelings come and go. Space lady? Wow, I wanted to be an astronaut as a 12 year old, but that passed. Carl.
author commentCarl Halling
Wed, 2020-08-19 17:58
I hope so...
Absolutely, Teddy, never lose hope of your passion, or dream. Acting and singing are hard yes, i came so close, and was in the right place at the right time repeatedly, but somehow managed to talk my way out of it every time. I know what you mean about celebrity culture, terrible...I do try and avoid it. Bye for now. Carl.
author commentc lynn brooks
Wed, 2020-08-19 12:30
Carl
Your poem is filled with self degradation which shouldn't be so. after all hind sight is twenty twenty and we all have our regrets as to should have , could have didn't
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Carl Halling
Wed, 2020-08-19 17:44
Hi C Lynn...great to hear from you again...
It is yes, it was composed during a periodic 'low', and I can be very down on myself during these periods and almost wallow in it, but they do lessen in severity after a time. And we do all have our regrets of course, some worse than others. Carl.
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