Bad Choices Well Remembered


Bad Choices Well Remembered

Memories grate against my mind like chalk against the board.
I simply can’t forget them, however much abhorred.
When I try to go sleep, at breakfast or at tea,
my reflections interrupt the most polite company.
With my present decisions, I’m doing rather fine, 
yet my past could have been  better. Why didn’t I decline?
On my mind’s conveyor belt, regrets move down the line,
but though I keep it oiled, they emit a nagging whine.
Would have, could have, should have–—they wheedle with such zest
I cannot still the murmurings of each unwelcome guest.
We’re meant to leave the past behind. It’s how all nature planned it,

but contrary to nature, my memory hasn’t banned it!


Yay! Forgottenman has written a post for two days in a row.  Please see his memories of watermelon HERE. and leave him a comment so he knows you care.


Prompt words today are omit, tea, oil and chalk. Here are the links:

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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.

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