doing it all again
I’d do it the same only
this time no regret
*
I told her
I only sing songs—she said
save me
*
little brown mouse
on the road, I swerve uncertain
which of us should live
January 16, 2013 by Rosemerry
doing it all again
I’d do it the same only
this time no regret
*
I told her
I only sing songs—she said
save me
*
little brown mouse
on the road, I swerve uncertain
which of us should live
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged death, haiku, life, Regret | 3 Comments
do it again all the same, without regret… let us make it so, from here on out, doing it right, the first time rather than needing to regret a chance to do it over.
“—she said/save me” which? “save me” from your singing (in which case, i need to have words with this woman…), or “save me” via your singing?
the best laid paths of mice and women swerve aft agley
Dear Rosemerry, I do love your poems in the morning!
Once I swerved for a pheasant in the road, and ended up in the ditch. It was not a pheasant experience, and yet it was. You are much more observant as a driver:>)