- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Hindsight Is
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Hindsight Is
Sometimes cruel.
Even accidental insight
Shines the blazing spotlight on
The three ring spectacle of
Mislabeled friendship,
Igniting gossamer winged memories
Of negligent touch,
Careless words.
I wasted trust,
Dismissed feelings
Boys weren’t meant to have,
Oblivious to vulnerability,
To the tightrope of
Dignity and fiery lust
You willingly walked,
Just to be near me.
I didn’t understand,
Wasn’t who you thought,
Or who I thought.
Naïve, certainly,
Pretending, always,
To maintain a showy diversion,
My own circus of
Cobbled together truths.
Hindsight is
The red-striped big top
Collapsing one final time,
Unemployed acrobats, and
Unpainted clowns.
It is ponies sold to a petting zoo,
And a ring-mistress with a shoddy résumé
Who takes up writing.
Hindsight is:
Regret
Clarity
Freedom.
- COMMENTS
waking_dreamalmost 9 years agoAuthorWhat a great compliment electricblue66! Thanks for the thoughtful review, I do appreciate feedback.
ElectricBluealmost 9 years agoThis is like a little river, the weave and flow is just perfect.
You've captured the complex subtlety of young emotion and vulnerability, reconsidered later by the other party, wonderfully. It all logically flows to the conclusion, and the circus sell-off is superb.
Assured writing, most certainly.
waking_dreamalmost 9 years agoAuthorThank you, greenmountaineer. I love poetry, but being concise is not my forte. Still, it's fun to try!
greenmountaineeralmost 9 years agoInteresting, waking_dream. I thought the circus images worked well in terms of where you wanted the reader to go.
