OH NO! (Photo credit: jddunn)

A click on the keyboard
A stroke of the pen
Decision made in haste
Miscalculates, and then
All we know of hell
And all we’d know of heaven

A word brusquely spoken
A tear soaked voice
Denial of true feelings
Petard on which we’re hoist
There’s nothing sung but dirges
As demons will rejoice
Our choice

The shock and the freefall
Point of disbelief
All rationale asunder
Disquiet is a thief
We swear we’ve learned our lesson
Turn over our new leaf
Before this grief

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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25 Responses to Mistake

  1. Alastair says:

    I’ve known this so much of late

  2. We tend to forget how powerful and dangerous words can be.

  3. Oh, Helen….these words just cut me to my core. I have been on the receiving end of it as of late, and it has broken me in two. You truly know how to describe situations like no one else…..you so need to come with a Kleenex disclaimer. I am a mess. I wish a new leaf would have been turned over before the grief…and I am in that horrible freefall. sigh….sniff sniff….sign….need our chocolate date.

  4. cindy knoke says:

    This is wonderful! And I have definitely made this mistake~

  5. Brian Hughes says:

    That’s the politest bit of graffiti I’ve ever seen.

  6. We make ’em. We learn. We often lose sight of the error’s impact. Sometimes it clings, forever. It’s past. It’s done.

    • I know, but I still feel bad – partly for doing something stupid, partly for the possible (even if unlikely) negative effect it could have on someone else…oh well…

  7. Feeling badly is okay provided one chooses, at the right time, to detach. And move on. You’ll both survive. 🙂

  8. “A word brusquely spoken
    A tear soaked voice” sadly we are all guilty at times

    • Very true…I wrote the poem after making a very stupid mistake at work…just expressing that awful, shocked, regretful feeling that overwhelms you once the mistake is made…

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