I'm sorry

I'm sorry

A Poem by Emily B

maybe you’ve whispered I’m sorry to a scarlet sky,

 

maybe you’ve lamented prodigal sons and wandering daughters,

 

why shouldn’t I apologize to the wide, wonderful world

 

for all the things I cannot change?

 

I blame the weather when I get to this place,

 

those who are lost to us don’t need me to be more personal;

 

those who have mastered the little lessons and gone on

 

don’t mind my foolish ways.

 

just because I want to  pluck myself out of this life

 

and chisel you out of that one;

 

I would still follow that smile wherever it leads me.

 

I suppose I'll whisper another I'm sorry to the wide, wonderful world

 

just because I can.

© 2011 Emily B


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A stunning poem, aching with the beauty and tragedy of love. I love the use of questions in poems because the poem becomes even more engaging, same with the "you". I love the framing lines with the apology at the beginning and end, making the poem come full circle.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Loved it, just absolutley wonderful darling


Posted 14 Years Ago


Very good, I like the line "I would follow that smile wherever it leads me." Thanks

Posted 14 Years Ago


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aww Emily, your such a brilliant star and so sweet. Of all the if-only's out there, I love this one best.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Lovely and sorrowful. This poem is beautifully written and creates very gentle but sweet imagery. I particularly love the first line, which is extremely evocative.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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your voice comforts me...raises me on soft breathed wings from the shore of Robinson Crusoe isolation....offering a reflection as much of me as any other human being...i wish i could write like you and am sorry that this will never truly occur...you are magic...I am a most fortunate one to know your words :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Great Read, Very much many meanings to the message you are trying to convey. Really enjoyed it :) Great work :P Thanks for sharing it with us

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I keep re-reading this..& each time I pull something new and meaningful out of your delicate words. So beautiful and deep...
"those who are lost to us don’t need me to be more personal; those who have mastered the little lessons and gone on"....
Love these lines...


Posted 14 Years Ago


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Sweet, and full of an amazing spirit that produce a smile in the heart...Warm, and ever so gentle. I like this!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Such a deep sense of sorrow for those who are not with us, gone, and yes, I think you have made such a statement in that we so wish to follow but can't, I loved the intense emotion and sense of loss in your words, because they were beautiful, and so very much I imagine many will relate too.

just because I want to pluck myself out of this life

and chisel you out of that one;

I would still follow that smile wherever it leads me.


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

we're always stumbling over our sorrys and attempting to soar past our regrets.
But in looking back there are only a few things worth regretting and most of the "I'm sorrys" should probably have been said to ourselves.:-)
Wasn't it a treat to see posts and comments by J?

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Emily B
Emily B

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