Seeing Red at 2 A.M.!!!!!!

The only two prompts already published when I was awakened AT TWO IN THE MORNING!!!!! by some asshole driving back and forth and back and forth five feet from my open bedroom window on a motorcycle with no muffler and obviously some sort of amplifier on his tailpipe that made it sound like a series of cherry bombs going off at 1/10th of a second intervals!!!!!! were “hindsight” and “tricky.” Feels like I’ll never get to sleep again, so might as well write.  Here goes:

Futile Reflection

It is a tricky irony that memory is slow
in letting loose of the mistakes that we’d love to let go
when wisdom gained by hindsight’s too far after the fact
to alter the reality of a foolish act.

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About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

8 thoughts on “Seeing Red at 2 A.M.!!!!!!

  1. Marilyn Armstrong

    I actually leave a sleeping hole in the middle. Even though my 9 am post is written the night before because I’m not awake at 9 in the morning unless Bonnie is having a barking fit … or my neighbor has decided he needs to mow the lawn driving his tractor (and he barely has a lawn big enough for a manual mower because, like us — it’s all TREES.



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