Pre-mature Articulation

bigpapadan on Jan 24, 2011

Filet of Sole.

Speaking far too quickly,

I heard the words roll out;

knowing it was strident,

and trying not to shout.

Jumping to conclusions,

about this thing or that;

suddenly, then realizing,

it wasn’t my turn at bat.

The silence hung lowly,

the awkward pause was felt;

and she in turn responded,

I thought my heart would melt.

Stopping for a moment,

to rethink what I said;

I stammered an apology,

but, alas, the line went dead.

So, lil’ sis, please read this,

and know I meant no harm;

just a dumb big brother,

without benefit of charm.

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Comments (10)

lxdollarsxl on Jan 24, 2011
ah my friend been there many times,we all do that at times i hope they read and realise it was not meant.
Wizard Brown on Jan 24, 2011
Excellent!
Freethinking on Jan 24, 2011
I think she will get the message. Well said to us, now if you can get to her – well, the rest will be history.
Aiyanna on Jan 24, 2011
Hehehehe!!! Reminds me of a particular conversation that took place sometime back… I was unwilling to let my hair down and we ended up talking about languages and cars instead and the phone went dead….
dloriginal on Jan 24, 2011
That is a lovely poem, my dear. Wonderful
sunnykumar786 on Jan 24, 2011
good.
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SK
deedaG50 on Jan 24, 2011
Are we not all guilty of same from time to time.?.Apologies will sink in at some point and all will be fine again. lovely poem BPD.
Will Gray on Jan 24, 2011
I like your style as a poet and a person.
Val Mills on Jan 24, 2011
Wonderful poem wonderful title!
katarina giselle on Jan 29, 2011
What can I say papa, another great one. You must get that same feeling I get when I’ve finished writing something..I can feel it when I read your work =)

Hi there!