Last weekend I was feeling even more poetic than usual and decided to delve into my Crafty Poet prompt book and play around with some new forms. I loved spending quality time with my inner word geek and particularly enjoyed experimenting with the apology poem form featured below.
I’m sorry for not hoovering the lounge.
I was melting maroon marshmallows beneath the delta dusk
when an arduous harp hurried towards my heart with quite unavoidable charisma
My apologies for not having hoovered
I was on the brink
when I plunged into a looking glass and drowned in my own reflection
which was stupefying
as we often see ourselves
as others see us
and this required me to seek out a more
rose-tinted shade of self-appreciation
I am not the astronaut.
I am the court jester
who just sent your prejudices flying
into your numb skull.
I am the…
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