Julie A Smith

Rookie - 47 Points (Illinois)

Mud On My Shoe (A Poem About Regret) - Poem by Julie A Smith

I walk alone.
Sometimes the day is sunny.
Sometimes the day is cloudy.
Thunderstorms loom and threaten.
But, alas, there is no umbrella
to shield me
and to shield
the turbulent storm in my heart.
The dismal weather matches my fluctuating mood
of melancholy and regret.

The puddle looms but I don't see it.
Am I weary rose-colored glasses?
Sometimes a girl can only see a puddle
when she is already in it.
Such is life. Such is love. Such is heartache.

Mud clings to my shoe.
Bitter and lacking any mirth.
The epitome of my regret.
I try to scrub it off.
Still some mud lingers
and it seems
nothing I can do will change that.
Mud intertwines with my regret.
Hindsight is always 20/20,
so they say.
I sadly agree.

You live and you learn.
So true.
Mistakes will be made.
It is inevitable.
growth often involves pain,
and heartache.
Some mistakes are cleansed by the cool touch
of healing waters
while others seem to fester like open sores
and linger on
and on
and on.
Thus, like the mud on my shoe,
these mistakes are not cleansed,
nor are they forgiven.

I walk on alone.
Hoping for a sunny day
and perhaps
a rainbow,
or a moon
and a starry night.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written on March 9,2012. It was inspired by personal sadness and regret of the poet (and her wishing that she could make things right) .

Comments about Mud On My Shoe (A Poem About Regret) by Julie A Smith

  • Rookie - 0 Points Dipy Hermonite (9/24/2013 5:06:00 AM)

    I loved the poem Julie. Great write. Have rated it.
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  • Gold Star - 60,470 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (7/4/2012 3:22:00 PM)

    Impressive display of free-verse...Crisp, tight structural movement glides mellifluously..Rue is an element of life that unless we know for a fact that we have not done the right thing, is an element that we tend to unfairly level on ourselves due to that Would've...Should've...Could'veconcept that we all fall victim to...A fine penning, young lady ~FjR~ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (7/4/2012 2:51:00 PM)

    Even if you can't make things right. Getting out the feeling will help.
    Good poem, I felt the pain and longing and regret. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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