It has been a long, long time sine I have posted a Blog Poetry Slam, but I was feeling in a poetry kind of mood and thought it would be appropriate…  So to recap, what is the Blog Poetry Slam?:

EveryTuesday I will put up a topic, word, or picture. Then I would like all the poets (well everyone actually) to pen a verse or two or ten about the particular subject or that fits with the picture posted. You can go in any kind of direction from the topic you see fit. It will be a good way to exercise your writing muscles and also to enjoy the work of others. Also feel free to drop the links to your blogs or websites so we can all get to know each other. Also, drop me emails to suggest topics or pictures (even songs).  So, I will start off with today’s topic, Apology, with a piece I already have written, I will write a new one in the comments with you guys.

sometimes the hardest words to say... or hear

I wanted to write you a  poem so cliche…

So you would fall asleep in my arms

So I could stroke your face

And let my finger wipe away your anger

And hold you close enough for my apologies enter all of our cells through osmosis

For my tears to fall on your cheek

And the heat of your rage make them evaporate

Leaving only the salt of my sorries

To season this meal of forgiveness

So it would be palatable so you would receive it

Instead of biting your tongue to withhold I love yous

But… You are most articulate in your silence

You said more in those thoughtful gentle smiles

Than with your jubilant reports

But you wrote dissertations of despair

With your saddened, worried eyes

And your furrowed brow and scowl of disgust

that day…

sigh, that day.

Crashed on my shore of shame harder than any of those words

those words…

sigh, those words.

a silent high tide I’d like to think.

That day…

sigh, that day.

I thought your Medusa gaze would surely turn your thoughts to stone

Aimed at me to make me guilt’s martyr

Those silences were awkward…

but appropriate.

And I wish my silence could respond with sincere apologies

If only my eyes could let you know

How much I need you,

How much I want to make it up to you,

How much I love you….

But…. I am most articulate in my poetry

So this sorry is for you.