“The Past Is…..”

Sometimes I wish I were in
Hartley’s foreign country,
doing things differently, but then
maybe there I would be sated but
dissatisfied, alone maybe in
Hollywood by a silently
chlorinated pool, unborn children
unadorning it, making it messy, putting the
stub into stubborn, with no
wife to nag me, keep me honest,
make me sometimes
feel ashamed.

Maybe, in that country, feeding from
St.Elmo’s Fire, I would
never have noticed tonight’s real but
improbable sky

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  • Agatha-luise  On October 5, 2013 at 2:22 am

    On my lows in life, often times I think of the better choices in the past I could have chosen. But then again, the highs of the present make me cherish and content what I have at the present. I think that’s what I like about life, the absurd moments of failure and triumphant, the yin and yang that compliment each other 🙂

  • Agatha-luise  On October 5, 2013 at 2:23 am

    And by the way, thank you for this beautiful poem. 😀

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