4/23/2012

Awake

I'm linking in to Poetic Bloomings - From Every Ending Comes a Beginning for the first time. The challenge is to use the last line from a previous poem to begin a new one. The one picks up from Duty (Un-) Burdened, posted 4/22/12.


 Awake

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I’m outta here.
I’m so done.

With eyes open, the dark fog of repression lifts.
There’s a new yellow sun rising on the horizon, and
An endless field of red flowers beckons to me, waving gaily.
Me again, I take a breath and a step over the jamb, leaving
The withering life back down the brown narrow past
Behind me, and closing tight the gate as I go.

I’m ready to begin again.
I’m outta here.


5 comments:

  1. smiles....love the tranquility and peace you find in the letting go...and an interesting concept as well on beginning where the last left off...

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  2. Definitely something very empowering about letting go of the past and stepping forward into your life. Love this!

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  3. I love this - so defiant and vulnerable at the same time ... nice.

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  4. Patti, I love the feeling I get from this poem. Very empowering.

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  5. Patti,


    I agree with Sharon's assessment: defiant and vulnerable at the same time.

    Welcome to Poetic Bloomings! What a great start, and we look forward to seeing more of your work!

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