persistent unfinished thoughts...

 
more years than I care to count
more nights than I can remember
I’ve walked this road dragging my baggage
spilling out behind
a child whose load was much too heavy
tripping in shoes that did not fit
determined to go it alone

and the girl grew into a woman...

looking to others in search of solace
that soothed but did not last
as fast as I took it in
it all trickled out
through perforations unseen
remaining in my unhealed life
leaving me aching for the flavor
gone too quickly to savor
teasing in its warmth
lacking in depth

coming at last to this...

waiting in the bated breath of shadows
for the whisper of stray thought
to tiptoe through my haunted mind
seeking in the silence
sounds of hope wrapped in light
warming tones I alone harbor
deep inside
singing through copper sunsets
silver notes from a healing heart
as I celebrate past endeavors
and dance within the night…

 

 
older poem revisited & revised