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PROMPTuesday #18: Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word

August 18th, 2008

The fantawonderful couple, Paul and the Cocktail Maven, recently proposed a PROMPTuesday idea, which caught my fancy, so I’m making it official here.


As they wrote:


William Carlos Williams’s poem “This is just to say...” is basically about people who know they are supposed to say I’m sorry and apologize — but skirt the apology itself. Here’s the poem:


This Is Just to Say


I have eaten

the plums

that were in

the icebox


and which

you were probably


for breakfast


Forgive me

they were delicious

so sweet

and so cold


So the PROMPT for today is to wrote your own version of the poem.


And today? No rules again. So go crazy! (Within reasonable limits of course.)


Meanwhile, if you’ve got the time, read past PROMPTuesdays here.


On August 18th, 2008, All Adither said:

Ooh, I like. Thanks.

On August 18th, 2008, foolery said:

I LOVE this poem! Ever hear Billy Collins read it in his flagging monotone? Somehow it sparkles, even still. Thanks — I’ll give it a shot.

— Laurie @ Foolery

On August 18th, 2008, kate said:

oh dear
a poem

that is to say
i like poems
to read

but forgive me
for not writing
a poem
of my own

On August 18th, 2008, Auds said:

Um yeah, what Kate said.

Besides, The Retreat made my brain explode earlier and I’m still quite busy scraping pieces of gray matter off of the walls and ceiling.

And then if that weren’t enough, I had another lesson on how I don’t speak English, but American and that Merriam Webster is a “right wanker who wouldn’t know a knicker from a knob!”


The gene is absent
which would have lent
itself to decent material
if I hadn’t already
expended gray matter
all over my cozy abode.

I’ve furrowed my brow
and wrinkled my nose
in frustration but
alas I must apologize
for leaving you
without a pretty
posey of a poem.

On August 18th, 2008, Renee aka MekhisMom said:

Who Me?
Oh yes
I did say I would write
But alas
It seems that I need
A good kick in the ass

Forgive me
I write on my blog everyday
I will join Prompt Tuesday
Another day.

On August 18th, 2008, threeundertwo said:

I would write
if I could remember
how to parse phrases
for poetry

But I have children
and therefore no memory.

They are to blame
for my lack of ingredients in the pantry
and for my forgetting
Suzy’s mommy’s name.

On August 18th, 2008, Shelia said:

I love this poem. I will see what I can come up and come back.

On August 18th, 2008, San Diego Momma said:

When you said
you loved me
I meant to answer

and should have nodded
or something

Maybe a kiss
or a hug
for luck

On August 18th, 2008, foolery said:

This is just to say
I accidentally sprayed
the plums
that are in
the icebox
with ant spray

Yup, those plums
that I’ve been
for breakfast

So stupid of me
they looked so delicious
Would you mind
throwing them away for me?
*BEEP! If you’re happy with this message, press pound.*

On August 18th, 2008, Steph said:

Plums? What do I know from Plums? Unless you’re talking about Stephanie Plum who is possibly my favorite heroine ever.

On August 18th, 2008, Erin said:

I apologize
but I have to go back
into the house
and wash my hands
Some stupid cat pooped
in the garden and
while waiting for you
I tried to clean it up
but got it all over my hands
Please entertain
the baby who is fussy
already strapped in her car seat
Damn cat

On August 18th, 2008, Wade Nash said:

I wrote this as if it were being written by a serial killer. I hope you don’t mind.


This is just to say . . .

I have filled the freezer
with your splendid body parts
that I took from your charming yet lifeless body.

Forgive me — but your hands were so lovely
and they had been upon me so passionately the night before.
I could not bear to part with them.

And your cute, natty dreads — and soft lips.
Your head with the still surprised look on its brow.
I’ll preserve my memories of our short time together.
You were so sweet — and are now so cold.

— Jeffrey Dahlmer Carlos Williams

On August 18th, 2008, » PROMPTuesday #18 - Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word said:

[…] week, our assignment is to apologize without really apologizing. Which I like. William Carlos Williams’s poem “This […]

On August 18th, 2008, Da Goddess said:

Loving all the early entries! Weeee doggie!

(Too much Jed Clampett, I know.)

On August 18th, 2008, Jenn @ Juggling Life said:

I love it–one of these days I will play.

On August 18th, 2008, jodyangel said:

This Is Just to Say

I have broken

the eggs

that were in

the fridge


you had promised

to make me


Forgive me

they’re all broken

so wet

and empty..

On August 19th, 2008, Karen said:

I’m obsessed with posting my PROMPTuesdays on my blog and linking from here. I’m a nut like that.

Here it is:

On August 19th, 2008, robyn said:

So funny, but when I saw the title of this prompt, I thought of the William Carlos Williams poem. :) Will post later.

On August 19th, 2008, vodkamom said:

The plums were round
The plums were cold
My fingers reached
And then enclosed

I couldn’t stop
My hunger pains
Until the plums
Were down my drain.


On August 19th, 2008, Tanya Kyi said:

My husband decided to take a stab at this one. Cheers!

On August 19th, 2008, Cocktail Maven said:

I dedicate this to my darling husband:

This is just to say

I have used
your razor
that was
in the shower

for which
you had
a new blade

forgive me
it was so sharp
and I
so hairy

On August 19th, 2008, Green Girl said:

I’ve always adored that poem.

This is just to say
That while you ate your plums
And I drank my coffee
I hated you for inviting your mother to come along with us to Disney World.
I will not say another word
Now that I know you’ve heard
You ate all the plums?
I’ll try the peaches.

On August 19th, 2008, Csquaredplus3 said:

Oh. This spot?
The one I just slipped into?
In the front of the lot?
I did not think it your intent
I saw no signal
A nod? Not.
I squelched my hunch
The gas I hit
As I saw you mouth
Oh shit
Please accept from me
This paltry apology

On August 19th, 2008, Momma Mary said:

I posted it on my blog too, but here:


The salt is gone
The couch is covered.
You’ve begun to shout.

I wish I had listened,
and not been naughty.
Now I’m in time-out.

I realize now
that salt may taste good,
but it’s not to be poured on the couch.

On August 19th, 2008, Karelle said:

I don’t think I did it right, but here is mine.

On August 19th, 2008, mami Jen said:

only once a week
we gather to meet
and sit in that room
where the fan brings gloom
to hear Gods word
to praise the joy
we slowly file in
to sit and grin
for now it’s time to begin
and oh my
i wish i could fly
for as I pass you by
my mind freezes
i hear the breezes
as I fumble for your name
only once a week
we gather to meet
forgive me
for not knowing your name.

On August 19th, 2008, robyn said:

Here it is. Better later than never!

On August 19th, 2008, Da Goddess said:

I feel parts II & III coming on. It’s been that kind of a day.

On August 19th, 2008, San Diego Momma said:

Oh this was a prolific PROMPT. Thanks Cocktail Maven and Paul!
There’s some freaking talent here in them thar comments.

Awesome writing everyone!

On August 20th, 2008, chris said:

I tried to come up with a poem but I’m so intimidated by the crowd here that no poetic verse can come out. Maybe someday when no one is watching, I’ll be able to compose.

On August 22nd, 2008, Tony said:

Flat cat . . .
He: “Pardon me sir.
I regret to inform you
That I have struck and slain
Your cat. However,
I would like to replace it.”
Me: “That would be fine.
Can you catch mice?”

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