Ashes

POSTED IN contemporary poetry October 27, 2013

Ashes

We carry the weight
of all our yesterdays,
in large awkward boxes
with no handles,
till aching arms
force us to lift it
to a shoulder.

Pain and sorrow
are packed in the bottom
for stability and balance
with laughter and joy
on top
to try and lighten the load.

Today
I will go outside
and burn them
knowing that
tomorrow I will
sift through the ashes.

 

 

 

 

Tom Hemeon