Saturday, April 21, 2012

April 18

She burned regret
water pail nearby.

Staying long after ashes 
she hauled her tears home

to warmly wash.

(April 18)



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.