Cindi Silva Poetry

poetry, haiku, prose, writing

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drive by|

driving by at 1:00 am

on a now quiet street

is a reminder

of all the things

I said I was going to do

but still haven’t done

some opportunites are gone

I mentally lay a single red rose

for each one

and bid it adieu

I say it’s okay to lower

the coffin

whille I watch what

never occurred

mostly without regret

be buried six feet under

so many opportunities will arrive

each morning

showing up on my front porch

like the monthly visit from

a pair of Jehovah’s Witnesses

with over eager smiles

and a pamphlet they try to leave me

hoping to convince me

to see their way

One thing is certain

I can always count on

endless opportunites

and impermanence

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Author: Cindi Silva Poetry

I'm an artist, poet, writer, activist and more. I like writing about the ordinary and transforming it to extraordinary, which I think it already is but you may have been to busy to notice. Sometimes I write about politics, love, relationships, and every day strife. If you like my blog, I invite you to follow me. Thanks for stopping by. Peace and great joy to you always! Cindi

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