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To Seek Forgiveness

A Shakespearean sonnet of remorse: apologies rejected

Diane Kenel-TrueloveApril 20, 202632 views
To Seek Forgiveness

I knew one day our traveled paths would cross,

And my sincere remorse, once masked by jeers,

Would be revealed when I acknowledged loss

And spoke with hope we might amend past tears.

I rose to greet you with a guarded smile,

Resolved to let you know I still do care

And clasp your hands despite pride's painful miles

That paved false acts I can no longer bear.

But you just stood apart and glared at me,

With eyes and stance that made it very plain

That you desired to turn and swiftly flee,

For my appearance caused you great disdain.

I sought forgiveness as an honest goal;

To be denied implodes my very soul…

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Tim Margetts

4/21/2026

The Words That Got to Me

"I knew one day our traveled paths would cross, And my sincere remorse, once masked by jeers," This is a very strong opening that conveys an almost fatal tone that fits the Shakespearean sonnet form really nicely. The contrast between remorse and jeers feels psychologically real to me. “And clasp your hands despite pride's painful miles” What a wonderful and striking phrase. So visual. “For my appearance caused you great disdain.” I feel the rejection. “To be denied implodes my very soul…” and ends on this total emotional collapse.

Suggestions / Possible Tweaks

“Resolved to let you know I still do care” feels slightly padded and although 'still do care' fits the metre and works, it might read better with a more natural phrasing.

A very well-written and emotionally strong sonnet. It carries a sincere narrative that takes us through anticipation to rejection and then collapse. You have used some genuinely strong phrasing that clearly conveys the emotional ride in an original way. There is an occasional slip into the familiar that softens it slightly, but overall, this is an excellent poem.

The Words That Got to Me

pride's painful miles *absolutely love this!!

I love the way you artistically set the stage with your first four lines, then drew us in as you share what happens next. The description of your hesitant-but-hopeful vulnerability and how quickly your olive branch is not only tossed aside but then stomped on, picked back up and used to bludgeon you across your face is done with Shakespearean expertise. I saw every SECOND of that section unfold! All I can say is this: I remember your sharing this incident with me when it happened. It's so totally her loss. You are a GREAT friend, and she is foolish beyond words. Wonderful sonnet. Expressive, vulnerable, succinct, artistic and vivid...all the qualities that comprise the woman YOU are, as well!! xoxo

The Words That Got to Me

'And my sincere remorse, once masked by jeers, Would be revealed when I acknowledged loss' - this pulled me into the narrator's world, sparking empathy.

Suggestions / Possible Tweaks

my very soul - this felt a little too well-worn. Could very be swapped to something more powerful? Wounded, tortured, twisted, loving, damaged, mournful...?

I loved the story-telling aspects here. I could envisage the scene and the misaligned feelings of the two. An effective and beautifully told poem.

Katharine

5/9/2026

The Words That Got to Me

"I rose to meet you with a guarded smile ..." so vulnerable and eager "...But you just stood apart and glared at me." What a crusher! I could feel her hopes drain from her.

This is a beautifully worded poem - very moving and effective. Original and lovely phrasing