please forgive me for not replying to emails or being really slow about it.
please forgive me for not replying to emails or being really slow about it.
But why should I say we’re sorry, / For someone else’s crime? / What value has an apology, / For mistakes from another time?
National ‘Sorry’ day is coming and it’s time we all stood by our P.M. and said sorry. Normally, I don’t like what any politician says and especially Prime Ministers, but in this case it is very worthwhile and very overdue.
They stole my life and destroyed my past, / They ripped my future into shreds, / They chained me and took me into foreign lands, / But that’...
A friend was talking to me Australia’s National ‘Sorry’ day. America, alas, has never apologised nor seems to intend to apologise, for the appalling historical attrocity – slavery. Racism lives on – in Australia, in America – everywhere. And if some of the victims are dead, then it is a major mistake to think that the either impact or the suffering is finished. Australia and America (and others – China for example) need to own up to their inhumanity and the long term effects and take serious steps to do something about it. An apology is a good start.
Im sorry for all the bad things in the past! / now a good relationship i hope it will last. i know i hurt your feeligs, ...
this is dedicated to my daughter of which i am truly proud of .
Eve came home late again that night / Knowing it would be another fight / Adam’s accusations were oh so true / She didn’t care because her h…
My heart would dance / My heart would sing / Because of the love / That you would bring / Now it’s faded / And beats so slow / It’s your fault…
Thank you, Saleire!!!! / Please check out my friend Saleire’s other artwork and writings on the RB / / saleire
I really didn’t think I loved you / Till you said goodbye / Then I stood by the door / And all I could do was cry / It’s really a shame / I tr…
Once again i apologize for not commenting as much as i used to on all the beautiful art & photos, writings. It has been a sort of rough t…
Sorry
Hello to all of my RB friends. This morning I received an e-mail from my friend Silvana. She explained to me when people make comments on…
behaving like a spoiled child. Immature, puerile. Bitter.
Since RB is having such technical difficulties i’ve been having a really hard time staying connected, commenting, etc., i keep checking i…
RB difficulties
You were a charmer to all but / I knew you were bad it was plain to see / I am angry and confused because / You left without saying sorry to…
To someone who should have been very close….but that was not to be. Please do not print or repost this poem anywhere without my permission. I welcome critical reviews of my work…please bubble me if you have any constructive comments….
Running through the break of us / I will get there, soon / My faint breath shall not dictate rest / New air can sift through doom / I can…
From my New Collection A Poetess Confessed
you walked away quietly / left me alone and confused / my heart broken / emotions bruised / you didn’t look back / never said goodbye / i stood…
Collaborative work of Rob Toombs & Sally Omar / / “Broken Dreams” / Please check out Rob’s other awesome artwork on the RB / RobToombs
Sorrow – / such a tawdry affair. Making love to darkened windows; / stroking glass with morose-greased / fingers stretching ...
This is a poem about sorrow; its indulgance, and the cleansing that comes afterwards, that is, if one is open to the rain on their parched skin.
the point of offering – / the unknown reaction; / acceptance / of whispers unheard / beneath shades drawing up; / clipping / the blue s…
A poem about feeling insecure, ashamed, judged, and less than beautiful. In short: a ballad of the self-conscious.
The new day comes on feet of gold, / now severed from the nights dark hold, / it shines for all the world to see, / while one side breaks th…
A poem of the dawning of a new day, with no mistakes in it. I needed to hear this myself today…so thought someone else might need to hear it, too. Everyone has days where they don’t like themselves, but the new day always comes, ready to begin anew, bringing another chance for salvation and light.
So from my heart I’m sorry / I didn’t mean to say… / The words that pierced / You heart,
False alarm….I thought I’d hurt my love, but it turned out OK:)))
I wrote you a poem / quickly scribbled / on a mcdonalds napkin / as I was enjoying a / breakfast sandwich / that, like everything else, / remin…
i noticed his steel gray hair / and the tears in his eyes / he walked over to a nurse / simpy saying “my wife just died, / what do i do?” / sh…
Hospital Stories As I walk through the corridors of the hospital when / I go to visit my husband, I often look into the rooms / of patients, and draw my own conclusions, and / write about what I feel and see…of course…loving / to write..my imagination often runs away with me
if I have made that unfixable mistake / to cast away the one who should / stay my own patient admirer / the one that I may soon love…
remembering what i felt like when i left my now husband, who was at that time, my boyfriend… silly young girl heart : )
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