It was a clear sky… I think.
It was so long ago that I can’t be sure, but it's likely since rain hardly touched these shores
why the Red Sea? I don’t remember crimson tides flowing
it was weirdly cold. The contrast with the scorching sand…
a slight breeze hit my white vest as the heat it modulates… that’s a tank top, for those of you in the states.
it was a family outing for my dad and his co-workers.
it was fun… until a single moment
a single choice
a single mistake created an everlasting neural connection I can’t seem to shake.
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I played all morning and was feeling tired and peckish
so, I headed for a truck that was white and reddish
and found my dad was nearby which I truly relished
because I was shy and for some reason feeling furtive
even though I didn’t do anything bad or selfish
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My uncle was by the truck with the food
i didn’t want to seem picky and rude, so I looked at the nearest thing not wanting to intrude
i saw that it was peach jam which I hated
so I walked away defeated.
even though there was much more to be feasted
my stomach sounds repeated
but my shyness left me depleted.
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It's hilarious, but to this day that is one of my greatest regrets
not eating that sandwich...
I hardly remember things from that far back, but this event marked its presence
with unerasable pen
Yellow jam between bread
from way back when...
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Author's note: I assume you realised it was a true story, because it's too stupid to be fiction! I generally don't regret choices I made, because I feel like there is no point dwelling on things I can't change. This particular memory somehow became a fixture in my mind, possibly because I was very young? It is actually my biggest regret, but as an adult, I just laugh fondly whenever I remember it, because of how idiotically childish it is.
I hope that I remember any future regrets the same way (should my current philosophy fails me... we are all human after all)
About the Creator
Mo Darasi
I write fiction, poetry and occasional articles about interesting topics.
Finding interesting ways to write a poem or hide messages within them seems to be my main interesting in writing now, and it's been fun
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH5 days ago in Critique
Comments (1)
It is definitely one of those things ingrained in memory. i regret not tasting certain junk foods that were discontinued-for example a crime of a drink called Orbitz-a juice that had gummy candy in it-{probably puts you in a diabetic coma}-but still, wish I tried it.