If I could close my eyes and turn away
Pretend I haven’t seen or caused the fault
Not know I was the one who disappointed
Nor face the truth, that I have fallen short
It seems so hard to take the errors’ credit
Or make myself accept my personal blame
Gather in the harsh accusing finger
Not whisper out some other culprit’s name
Oh. I wish I could return to childhood
Let someone else protect and make it right
Shrug away the weight of resolution
Sleep undisturbed throughout the longest night
32 comments:
It really does stink when you have to admit you've made a mistake.
That's so lovely. I so wish I could write poetry. Sounds you had a tough first day back at work.
Beautiful.
Darkly beautiful.
Pearl
I like the way you only include one full stop and it's an unexpected one. Fits perfectly with the mood of the poem.
I'd like to pretend I don't know what this beautiful poem is about. You've captured it.
If I knew where my guilt button was, I would disconnect it. Permanently.
PS: Thank you, beautifully expressed.
sharon - wow! cerebrally a mistake is like a gift because it gives you a chance to learn about yourself and others. emotionally - well it's a hellhole - or it can be. phew. steven
Beautiful.simply beautiful.
Very very beautiful!
Thank you Sharon I like your poems, they are like a caress for my soul.
I'd love to write poetry. That was lovely.
I loved the pace in that first stanza! I've always been of the mind the punctuation in poetry is an all or nothing thing, and if nothing then enjambments should take it's place. Whilst I personally fall on the nothing/enjambments side of the fence, I think this could actually have more of an 'aural' quality if you used punctuation. It could add a slightly breathless element.
Shit, I might have to put up some of my poetry; that'll send them screaming to the hills!
Darkly lovely, almost painful.
Nearly always profound in some way.
Thank you to everyone who has commented so far - my poems usually get far fewer responses from readers, so I really appreciate your feedback.
Mybabyjohn/Delores - wouldn't be so much easier if we could just hide until it all got sorted?
Dicky - thank you. I'd love to see some poetry from you.
Starlight - thank you. Again!
Pearl - really glad you liked it.
ND Mitchell - thank you. I always find the punctuation really hard to get right in poetry, so I'm glad this worked for you.
Blissed out Grandma - mmm, the better me would rather I didn't know either...
The Elephant's Child - that's the trouble with guilt; it's so hard to switch off isn't it?
Steven - indeed! I'm sure the world would look and feel better if we could focus on mistakes as ways to learn - but I know I've still got some way to go with that.
Bobby - thank you so much.
Cle - that's such a lovely thing to say - thank you.
Debbie - thank you. Have you written any? I don't nearly as much as I think I'd like to, some days it works others it just feels like hard work.
IG - thank you so much for this constructive suggestion - I will go back and have a play. And I'd love to read some of your poems - so please do put them up!
Lily - thank you, that's a lovely comment.
I know the feeling so well . wish I could have described it so pungently.
This one is simple yet deep and beautiful. Good job and sharing this thoughtful poem.
Knowing that you are wrong, and when to back down makes a person strong. Sill doesn't make one believe it; with it come anxiety and shame. The irony associated with life can be so cruel.
I am smitten with the thought of taking credit for an error. It suggests, to me, that the poem's persona is on the cusp of repositioning herself with regard to her mistakes. So, this feels like a poem full of hope, even with the hiss of sibilance running through it. Good stuff, Sharon.
I love this poem. It strikes home with me and I think you've captured a common feeling in an elegant, yet effective way :)
Such a beautiful, deep poem. I could really relate to this. More poems from you please; they are marvellous.
That's a nice poem with fine words. I hope you may share more poems.(Thumbs up)
To sleep through the night undisturbed....How I wish for that. But by adulthood, we've built up too many worries and regrets for that.
I love the poem Sharon, especially the ending - returning to childhood. Keep on writing, please
Thanks Pat. 'Pungently' is such a great word - almost worthy of a poem of its own!
Positive thinking power - thank you!
Lauren - it's a strange old mix of anxiety, shame and pride isn't it?
Eryl - I think your positive response to this says just as much about you as it does the poem - generous and thoughtful. Thank you
Kristen - thank you so much. I'm really glad this worked for you.
Lizzie - thanks. I'm always a bit worried about putting up poems, but I've been delighted with the response to this one.
Adrianconoza - thank you for the comment and the thumbs up!
Bill - ah yes, that elusive whole night's sleep - it's been a while!
Joe - thank you so much - that's such a nice thing to say and very much appreciated.
Beautifully-written; eloquent and truly sensitive to the human situation.
quite brilliantly put!!
*Sigh*, Expressed very well. Oh how tempting it often is to "whisper out some other culprit's name"
I love this, it's so pretty. The words you used are all so perfect for expressing how someone would feel about mistakes and blame.
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