Leap
Annulled at midnight
This day destined to return
In four years from now
Category Archives: Irony
Age
A young man’s eyes see
The lined face and greying hair
Looking back at me
Regrets
Memories of you
Follow closely, taunting me
With what might have been
Mirage
Heat searing the dunes
Visions of water beckon
Far in the distance.
Passing
I caught your eye then
I glanced down at my cell phone
And you kept walking
The Road
Rivers of blacktop
Streaming towards infinity
But going nowhere.
Twist
The sun has risen
and shone its warmth on my face
for the final time.