Posts Tagged ‘sorry’

Where Does Failure Start? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

January 12, 2015

I try so hard to/
do what’s right. I am sorry/
and sad when I fail.

I’m Sorry That You’re Sorry. STOP! Revolutionary Napkin Free Verse

November 6, 2014

I’m sorry
that this is old.
I’m sorry
that I just wrote this.
I’m sorry
I didn’t have the time.
I’m sorry
that I’m old.
I’m sorry
that it’s new.
I’m sorry
that I’m young.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry
that I’m sorry.

STOP!

Don’t apologize!
Sorry?
For what?

You are standing,
SOLO,
spilling your guts,
speaking for yourself,
sharing your mind,
telling truth.

Don’t give away
your power.
Don’t
be sorry.

I’m not.
We’re not.
Because you’re not
sorry.
You are
not.

Not
at
all
sorry.
Panoramic poets at Speak for Yourself open mic poetry night, Enliten Cafe, Provo, Utah

The Backside And Inside Of My Sorrowing Heart: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Lament

August 19, 2014

To all the people
(mostly women)
who I’ve hurt
through
my lies,
deception,
falsehood,
selfishness,
ignorance,
stupidity:

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry for
the pains
(known and unknown);
I caused you
the anquish,
the distrust,
the confusion,
the worry,
the misdirection,
the doubt,
the self-degredation,
the far-reaching impact,
that my actions
had on your life
and the lives of those
you care about.

I am not sorry
because I got caught,
because I had to change my life,
because saying “I’m sorry” makes me feel better,
because it relieves my guilt,
because I want to stop hurting,
because I have to say it to get forgiveness,
because I want to excuse myself,
or because it’s the right thing
to do.

I am just sorry.
You have opened my eyes
to the pain I’ve caused,
and given me
the sorrow
I deserve.

My heart hurts,
but I’m not saying I’m sorry
to make it stop hurting.

I want it to hurt worse,
if that will help you
feel better.

I want you
all
to rip my heart
apart,
to scream at it,
to spit in it,
to cry salt on it,
if doing that will help
your hearts
live again
and heal the deep wounds
which pierced them.

My heart does not hurt
in its frontal chambers,
with the hope your forgiveness
will make it feel whole.
My heart hurts
all the way
to its back side,
and through its inside,
for no selfish reason,
just for the truth
of knowing that
I hurt you.

If I can take your pain
that I caused,
and jam it
roughly,
in my heart,
and heal yours,
please let me.

Other than that,
I know of nothing more
I can do
except let you look at
the aching backside of my heart,
and beg Him
to heal yours.

I’m sorry.

To Quell Gossip And Rumors: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

April 9, 2014

To those I may have/
deceived: I’m sorry. I am/
*now on the right path.
Or
*now doing what’s right.

Not Sorry For Being Up Late: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

March 24, 2014

I wish I could say/
I’m sorry for keeping you/
up late. But I’m not

Owning Yourself: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

February 9, 2014

Don’t be sorry for/
who you are or what you feel./
Own your own feelings.

Utah Religious Prejudice: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

October 13, 2013

She, Greek Orthodox,/
didn’t expect our sixth grade/
Utah hate. Sorry*.
OR

*Greek Orthodox girl,/
didn’t deserve our sixth grade/
Utah hate. I’m sad*.

OR
*I’ve guilt.

I Like Living In Tents: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

April 8, 2013

I’d like to say how/
sorry I am for being/
intense. But I’m not.

He Knows: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

April 6, 2013

He who I admire
Said “You might feel unnoticed./
I’m sorry.” He is.