Responding to the “apology poem” prompt on Poetic Asides today. Was surprised to have something so personal pour out, but I know well enough not to turn off the tap when something starts to flow.
Apology To My Mom
I’m sorry it’s been so hard
to find you in my poems
now that you’re gone.
I’m sorry that I can’t be more
sentimental or pay tribute
with sweet words.
I’m sorry that I noticed
last month, how I stopped
gnawing my nails after you died.
I’m sorry that I started biting
them again, once
I realized I’d stopped.
I’m not sorry that in daylight,
with my daughters,
I love to talk about you.
But I am sorry that at night,
I have to push you down, out
so that I can sleep.
I’m sorry I can’t slice an
apple without thinking of
making strudel with you.
Sorry because I might
never make strudel
I’m sorry your last years
were your worst,
and you knew it.
I’m sorry that as much as
I miss you, need you,
I never wish you back.
So happy to have my poem “Sunshine” included in Autumn Sky Poetry Daily’s 2015 Pushcart nominees. Thank you to editor Christine Klocek-Lim, not just for the recognition, but for bringing great poetry to light every day of the year.
I am having entirely too much fun this morning with BookThug’s PoemBot.
As the page explains, it’s a neat tool where you can collaborate with BookThug authors to create your own unique poem. You simply type a line of text , choose your poem type and length and click “create poem.” Then watch as PoemBot magically conjures a poem using your text along with text taken from published BookThug authors.
Here are the 3-line, 4-line and 5-line poems generated from my line “cracked teacup.” I must admit, I do wish I had actually written the 4-line poem.
as for the allowances of kings
all he could see was the sky and snow falling
fantasy no matter
we’re just trying to see things
retire when you’re ready, great fairs to tahiti
when did things begin to lose their cohesion?
when a soldier dies and i don’t care anymore
as different stages of imma-blow-yer-fkin-shack-down
While I would never use one of these poems in entirety of course, because plagiarism, I do think it could be a useful tool for experimentation when I’m stuck on a particular word or line . A great way to leave the familiar roads I travel in my own writing. So thanks for this BookThug! And did I mention it’s also really fun?