Saturday, April 21, 2012

April 18





She burned regret
water pail nearby.

Staying long after ashes 
she hauled her tears home

to warmly wash.

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(April 18)


   

3 comments:

Brian Miller said...

at least turning them into something useful eh? smiles.

S. Etole said...

This one has me.

Craig and Bethany said...

I can taste the saltiness. So many bad choices seem to be like this poem. Reminds me of how in Proverbs it says that a foolish woman tears down her own house.