Cleaning House
Cleaning house today,
Packing away old troubles to be shipped
Into the garbage where they belong
I can't continue this pattern; my hands are too weary to keep weaving, sowing together
These threads of apprehensive dwellings,
My mind is fed up on forgiving cruel intentions
Not deserving of forgiveness
But I will forgive to put my conscience at ease
To better my soul in the countless nights I can recall of worrying
I am tired... a change needs to transpire
At times I feel the urge to surrender to the tribulations
Yet I am still eager to keep on keeping on
Moving up a little bit higher, one day's journey at a time
This time granted, I am willingly...
Cleaning house today,
The baggage stored upon shelves, corners, closets gathered in years of mental space
I am leaving out on the curb, free for anyone to claim custody, full ownership to
I am recovering now... from the midst of a complex situation
Contemplating one complication after the next
An easy cleanup at best, as is...
As it will take some time, time I can't afford to spend hastily
An easy cleanup, on the contrary I would disagree
Yet I am ready for whatever plan god has in store for me
I am determined to clean house, I am preparing for brighter days
The true pursuit of happiness
The divine mission to peace of mind
Copyright © Bruce Cummings | Year Posted 2010
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