Tuesday, August 29, 2017


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The Long Shadows,
 A Poem of Regrets And Refusal

In my heart is a place
Made of thousands of stones
Mined from my choices.
Rob my assurance
By taking a stone
And leaving behind
The words, "What if."
All those "What ifs"
Grow like vines.
Once they were just
Harmless words,
Now they list things like
Locked dungeon doors,
Forks in the road,
And words said- or not.
They built a high wall
Between who I am
And who I might be.
Give them no credit
They are no more than
Dried leaves
That flutter about
On the summer wind.
We must leave the
"What ifs,"
Let them go like moths.

This is the kind of poem I like to write, there are teasers of imagery, it has a line of reasoning that may be slightly flawed, and makes a decent positive point.

Thank you for visiting and reading my poem. I hope you enjoyed it and that it blessed your day.

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