Short Apology
it was a short retort
you know –
the kind that sounds
like a snort
but it’s not
more like a blurt
not intended to hurt
your feelings
but it did
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Posted this over at Poems of Garden Gnomes. It’s a new (or should I say re-newed) place for all you poets out there. Check it out.
does the rose feel regret
that its perfume is so sweet
is the thorn remorseful
over its sting
will the rooster hang its head
in shame for waking you
can a weed excuse itself
for invading your garden
does the deer hide,
shamefaced, after eating your tomatoes
is a caterpillar contrite
for nibbling the cabbage leaves
nature does not apologize
for its wonder
and are you not, as you are
sweet, twisted, noisy, quiet
part of that wonder
with no apology autumn frost
settles on the last petunia
struggling to survive
