Regret

early autumn leaves-
I should have asked you to dance
the first time we met
–
sidewalk bistro-
I glanced at my phone
and you were gone

the year end draws near-
looking back on regrets for
things I didn’t do
–
snowshoes-
stepping out
onto thin ice

ghosts of the future
block my way and haunt me with
all I could have been
–
heavy rain-
our great oak
uprooted

every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop
–
waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight