Blue Bonnet Review

A Literary Journal Featuring Poetry, Fiction and Nonfiction by Talented Writers Around the Globe

A literary journal featuring poetry, fiction and nonfiction by writers around the globe. 

I Regret

 Domenic James Scopa

I’m not
An empty bourbon bottle sipped
Beside a fireplace−

I’m not
The cold bangles
Of the moon on blizzard nights,
Diesel engines droning as
The plows clear out the streets.

And then I bear this grudge
That I’m not a snowball hurled
Between two brothers,
Always becoming itself.

I regret I’m not
The snowy wind blowing
Across the dock for days,
Breaking it apart little
By little−

I regret I’m not
A lobster, there,
Among the strange forests
Of the ocean’s constant
Folding and unfolding,
Glittering shells bony
With light.

I regret I’m not
A coarse-haired brush
That scrubs 
Submerged treasures,
Gathering the golden strands
Of sunshine, gathering
All that’s left.