sometimes a regret comes back to life

emerging as a poem.

morphing as it translates into words

pain blossoming

on a single stem

each petal overlapping

some parts me

some parts you

forming an image fixed in time

an elixir of us

I drink in

to set us both free.

© Ali Grimshaw

Discovery Challenge – Shared Journeys

5 thoughts on “Regretting

Comments are closed.