The Grammar of Forgiveness
#TSLprompt #Day17#ForgivenessI sat down this morning
At a half past ten, my laptop
Waking up for the day
All was well since waking up till then
But just as I opened an empty word doc
Looking to write a poem on forgiveness
The day came upon me
Without so much as an apology
Beginning with the ringing
Of my phone.
My friend, to whom I could not plead a 'No, please!'.
It was two hours later, when she finally said
‘Hey sorry dear, I think I took
Your whole morning!’
But I could not go back to my waiting word doc
For, the alarm in my stomach
And my patient husband too
Requested in remorse, and so we had lunch.
Meal done, which thankfully was appeasing
And the washing too
I headed to my desk
Not for a poem or two
But worksheets few
So tensed up I some past and past participle
Continued through the present
To a future perfect
Dealing with the conditionals
And the infectionals
My main clause for all this work being
That I didn’t want to come up
With excuses as my students would.
Maybe I should have come up with an infinitive —
To err is human, to forgive divine
And proceeded to be
Declarative about today’s prompt?
But as that would be a complex state(ment)
For me when regular school would commence
So, I subjected myself into grammatical agreement
With my verbs
And when I was finally done
My active voice had become passive
I needed a shower (for it was a hot day)
A walk on the terrace (a reprieve)
And more food (obviously) and coffee too
But in all this, I had forgotten my husband
So I had to kiss him and make up
For the hours of neglect
Told him to bear no malice
And absolved myself by cooking up
An excellent dinner of upma
My dear husband let the disappointment pass
For he knew I still had not come up
With an apology letter, oops, poem
But the night is upon me now
And my eyes allow for no more writing
So I guess I’ll have to let pass
My forgiveness poem
And with it the certificate
For I wouldn’t be in the league
Of poets with thirty plus one prompted poems.
#VidyaShankarpoetrywww.facebook.com
At a half past ten, my laptop
Waking up for the day
All was well since waking up till then
But just as I opened an empty word doc
Looking to write a poem on forgiveness
The day came upon me
Without so much as an apology
Beginning with the ringing
Of my phone.
My friend, to whom I could not plead a 'No, please!'.
It was two hours later, when she finally said
‘Hey sorry dear, I think I took
Your whole morning!’
But I could not go back to my waiting word doc
For, the alarm in my stomach
And my patient husband too
Requested in remorse, and so we had lunch.
Meal done, which thankfully was appeasing
And the washing too
I headed to my desk
Not for a poem or two
But worksheets few
So tensed up I some past and past participle
Continued through the present
To a future perfect
Dealing with the conditionals
And the infectionals
My main clause for all this work being
That I didn’t want to come up
With excuses as my students would.
Maybe I should have come up with an infinitive —
To err is human, to forgive divine
And proceeded to be
Declarative about today’s prompt?
But as that would be a complex state(ment)
For me when regular school would commence
So, I subjected myself into grammatical agreement
With my verbs
And when I was finally done
My active voice had become passive
I needed a shower (for it was a hot day)
A walk on the terrace (a reprieve)
And more food (obviously) and coffee too
But in all this, I had forgotten my husband
So I had to kiss him and make up
For the hours of neglect
Told him to bear no malice
And absolved myself by cooking up
An excellent dinner of upma
My dear husband let the disappointment pass
For he knew I still had not come up
With an apology letter, oops, poem
But the night is upon me now
And my eyes allow for no more writing
So I guess I’ll have to let pass
My forgiveness poem
And with it the certificate
For I wouldn’t be in the league
Of poets with thirty plus one prompted poems.
#VidyaShankarpoetrywww.facebook.com
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