An Attempted Apology

I arrived late having gone

left instead of

right: my sense of direction

impaired. I said, 

"I'm sorry. You

see I'm being pulled 

too much, too soon

to speak to our predicament,

the living arrangement

of a heart. Two hearts

indeed.

I think

I need

another pint

to loosen up the senses.

Ken e Bujold

2022

Reviews

[Cass Ashe]

It really is like this sometimes. A lot. Cheers to getting the right way next time, good sir.

[Lorry]

To partake, or not partake of a little Dutch courage. That is the question!
The second question is finding the balance between not too little and not too much. 😊
Funny how it affects direction, yet it always gets us home, without the knowledge of remembering how it done so 😊

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand the below lines.
"I think
I need
another pint
to loosen up the senses."
like the old song, give me a whiskey and a cold beer. I may know the truth from a lie. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Ken e Bujold]

thank you for stopping by, and for the kind review Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome, Ken.

[John the Baptist]

Sounds as though a little hesitancy is affecting things like direction. Perhaps the speaker is somewhat alarmed at the serious feelings that are being aroused. No big deal, though. A man can make excuses for being late. When a woman says she's late, though, that's a whole different ball game.

[Ken e Bujold]

true John. and in the case of this particular poem if she is still waiting, I am way past overdue on a decision. pulled from fragments in a file, so old it was handwritten, which means could be all the way back to my 20s, three plus decades :)

ken

[W.k.kortas]

Your wry is showing, sir.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes two hearts is a crowd...unfortunate, but true.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Ken... you need an Adventure on the High Seas...
the City is not a Reprieve... Seaweed and Seagulls with
Mermaids will brighten your Sky and Moonbeams will lie
on Starry reflections... of peaceful Reverie. gently, Pat

[Ken e Bujold]

well i not disagreeing Pat. could use another vacation, even if i just finished one a week ago

[Chris Shaw]

Oh yes, the thoughts lurking before a break up occurs. You get to that point and you just have to back off. Scared to continue. Decisions, decisions :)

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

true. or in this case more likely "how do I not commit" this was found in some old files, hand written, no date, so don't recall the exact reason for its scribbling, but was almost complete enough that a quick dusting a bit of polish and voila! another bit of my mind's clutter slips off into the ether. sort of like an old hooker who still shows a bit of cleavage just to make sure she's still go it LOL

[Chris Shaw]

Ha! You make me smile. You know, when you go through those old scribblings years later, you can always find something to tart up :)

[Ken e Bujold]

aint that the truth. course my problem is trying to explain to my dear Missus, no honey, it was written long before us, and no dear, I really don't recall her name...(bra size? well now let think) hahaha

[Chris Shaw]

Ha, funny how names can be forgotten while other bits remain prominent in the memory :)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"Right or left at Oak Street, it's a choice I make every day, and I don't which takes the more courage, the staying or the running away..." Roy Clark Just what ran through my mind...it's a short trip so it was a short run. But I did enjoy the read. F.

[Ken e Bujold]

the connection to Roy is as good as any Fabian. There is no short answer to why commitment is so often an impossibility for us. Brevity is simple how we hide the complexity of such affairs

ken

[W. Barrett Munn]

Sounds like breaking up is hard to do.

Winston

[Ken e Bujold]

can be by times. this from old fragment I discovered in files, almost fully formed so decided to finish it. Not autobiographical at this time, though since the frag was handwritten and not dated, I won't swear it wasn't so at some earlier time and place in the wanderings of this old dog