You never know what will inspire you or at what time it will happen. A TV show, a conversation, an article in a magazine, or a random email. I was inspired last night to write a poem.
I imagined what it might be like to have lived a long life and for a moment remember the dreams of youth. Let me know what you think.
Nightly Escape
Crinkled weathered eyes, foggy with age, gaze out the window.
Who is this person staring in the reflection?
I don’t recognize the face, the troubled brow twisted with regret and worry.
Just as I turn away..
wait..
a glimmer of the girl I used to be.
I imagine I’m still that quirky girl of 20,
I pause,
Close my eyes and there before me all the possibilities that were.
Then, just as quickly, I open my eyes and the reflection is but a shadow of that 20-year-old, possibilities running down life’s driveway, streaming into the drainage system.
I will sleep now and forget for a time of my circumstances.
I shall escape, un-tether and float freely in a place of my choosing.
Good-night old girl, see you on the flip side.








I like it.
Stopping by from SITS to say hello! Thank you for sharing your poem!
Thanks for stopping by!