Open Poetry #35 |
Empty Pockets |
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
A mountain stream cascades through brambles and over stones: I hear the water as I sit in silent contemplation. I came to these mountains to clear my head and my heart of recurring bouts of heaviness, hoping I’d find forgiveness for I don’t know what, or at least, some understanding. We all have hidden things filling the pockets of our lives, weighing us down more and more – things we are ashamed of; memories we wish to forget; experiences we could have done without. That is what brought me to this stream, because I know if I do not release these they will continue to haunt me out there, in man’s cities and the pollution within will be worse than that without. By the sound of the waters I find myself saying: I will not be a slave to my past; I will let it go into the starry night. I will take on my problems as tasks to be performed, which I must complete that I may move on, emptying my pockets and walking lightly once more by the stream of life. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Could feel the breezes blowing gently across this treasure. Yes! One of your best writes so far, among several. TD |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I go to the river too, for many of the same reasons. Enjoyed this! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good thoughts, good write much enjoyed |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"We all have hidden things filling the pockets of our lives, weighing us down more and more – things we are ashamed of; memories we wish to forget; experiences we could have done without." Very well put. I really enjoy reading your thoughts. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Canuckster Member
since 2002-01-09
Posts 285New Mexico, USA |
A beautiful poem. Only thing I would suggest constructively is that your metaphore is constructed strongly enough without having to speak it at the end. You are a fine writer. never try to teach a pig to sing |
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