53

Filled with apologies
pooled on your tongue
blurted out into the air
without an ounce of meaning–
because your mouth
is full of them.

As if embedded in you
like mercury in
fatty tuna flesh,
you can’t even say
what you’re sorry for
just that you think
you should be.

Feeling apologetic
you’ll say anything to be forgiven
to be rid of feeling anything but
adoration;
what a waste it is
to impress
a proud person.

The first person who died from
rhubarb’s poisonous leaves
probably thought that no good
could come from this
and now, centuries later,
we learned from those mistakes
and we make pie from the stalks instead.

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24 Replies to “53”

  1. Another winner, Elle! Your mind comes forth with one gem after another. Well-written and with many persuasive thoughts incorporated into a poem with so much meaning. Deep meanings dredged up from the heart of someone that understands human nature and emotions. Beautiful and I love it. Stan

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  2. I always look forward to your weekly posts, Elle! The last verse in this poem is especially thought-provoking: it makes me wonder if any of my countless mistakes will have unintended, positive consequences in the future. Given the sheer abundance of my past mistakes, the odds are good!

    I need to find some random leaves to eat…

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  3. (you can’t even say
    what you’re sorry for
    just that you think
    you should be.)

    AND those words happen all too many times rolling off tongues of deceivers . I felt this in so many ways. very well written and penned precious Elle!! your words will live on long after time! xoxo

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  4. Wowser! Such a relevant piece in today’s world! Loved it!
    “Feeling apologetic
    you’ll say anything to be forgiven
    to be rid of feeling anything but
    adoration;
    what a waste it is
    to impress
    a proud person.”
    These lines have personal significance for me. Thank you.

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