Sorry –
so much inadequacy
bundled into one word
as if five letters
can convey
depths of regret,
shock, dismay
seems I am the spark
to your lighter fluid –
unintentional, I swear
still reeling
from the aftermath
of the explosion
attempting to
deconstruct the
formula –
precautionary
I am sorry –
that you are enraged,
that you are so obviously disappointed
that you are consumed with resentment –
except, it is sadness, not regret that I feel.
I cannot own this,
was always honest,
forthright,
did not feed your expectations
Besides,
learned long ago –
we don’t have the power
to make anyone
feel anything
least of all,
sorry.
So I’m not sorry,
but maybe
if you could just tell me,
give me an inkling
of what you might need
I can help us out of this hole.
(Image my own)
The word sorry holds so many emotions and it never gets at the real issue. Well said. (K)
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Exactly. K
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Your poem resonates, VJ! Wonderfully written!
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Thanks Lauren
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Such a heartfelt poem. And I sure have come across such people and situations. Thanks
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Thanks Sadje
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You’re most welcome
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Your poem speaks to my first marriage.
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Sorry Liz.
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Thanks, VJ. I was young and stupid.
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I had one of those marriages too. 😊
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I thought you might have. 😊
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Great poem! Thanks for sharing it. 🙂
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Thanks Lori
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Love listening to your voice. Great poem. Xo
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Thank you
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Powerful and on point, VJ. Expressed so well right here:
“seems I am the spark
to your lighter fluid –
unintentional, I swear”
💝
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Thanks VIcki
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hugs VJ! I agree, sorry, such a loaded word, xo
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Thanks Carol anne
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