facets of regret

watching the barn door shut

upon the horses’ tails,
wishing for water
once the well has run dry

chocolate saved too long
until bitter on the tongue,
the acrid scent of milk
several days past its due

saying goodbye in the rain
and walking away,
only to spend your days
looking back

7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. slpmartin
    Jun 06, 2013 @ 04:09:01

    Indeed…you’ve captured those feeling associated with looking back over one’s life.


  2. oneofaclass
    Jun 06, 2013 @ 15:43:48

    Oh, my – this really says it nicely. I’ve been experiencing quite a bit of this lately. Well done!


  3. MyPoetryAndVerse
    Jun 06, 2013 @ 16:05:20

    I really like the poem, but a question. Does chocolate really go bad? I’ve had mine melt, but never last long enough to go bad. But then I like my chocolate the same way i savor my regret – bitter-sweet.


  4. Eric
    Jun 07, 2013 @ 19:08:40

    i hate it when that happens… in C-rations whey had a piece of chocolate that was so hard you had to hammer it into bite sized pieces. It NEVER went bad; yet, it was always bad. Aye, lassie, that’s the rub! 😉


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