27 February 2015

Ashcan

Ashcan

least said, soonest mended

so I dummy up nice

and batten down tight

stick it in the shade

and avert my eyes

from the unclean thing

that foul device

it’s just old news

bitter rebukes remembered

with a bullseye to the heart

I turn once more

down a path well trodden

but put the stoppers on

I don’t remember

or choose not to

those things that drag me down

who rakes for coals

in an ashcan full of yesterdays?

who fans the embers

only to burn his fingers

on what’s best forgotten?

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2 comments:

  1. who rakes for coals

    in an ashcan full of yesterdays? Love these lines...

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    1. Thank you Praveen I'm gratified that you enjoyed

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