Treasure Island

Donal Mahoney


There's A Cliff Ahead


Sixty years ago,
the two of us rode tricycles
up a little hill
behind our school.
Nothing stopped us till
mothers called us home.

Sixty years later,
we ride mountain bikes
in this wilderness.
We'll keep pedaling till
someone takes our bikes.
We know that someone will.

Your wife told me
you haven't been
to church in years.
She's worried
about your heart.
Skips a beat?

Let's stop for coffee
and you can fill me in.
There's not much time.
Maybe we should stop
for a beer instead.
There's a cliff ahead.

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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  • Clarence Prince (10/31/2013 9:04:00 AM)

    If only we would stop to think that there could be a cliff ahead, we would live our lives much more careful! Well done, Done! (Report) Reply

  • Susan Lacovara (10/27/2013 10:32:00 AM)

    Wonderful write...revisiting the past is always bittersweet, but you have captured it, perfectly, herein. I will explore more of your writings, and invite into mine. PEACE (Report) Reply

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