Introspection

In waning days of life, endless thoughts to mind,
Now days slowly pass in scales final balance.
Thoughts purge of past value and decision, 
Remembered words in haste in want of retrieval.
Over time I've built such hills and valleys
Spurned by life's trials and tribulations.
Persistent memories haunt quiet hours,
Each clamor for attention, yet beyond resolution.
Can I endure tormented till graves solution,
Troubled by deeds enacted, motives now forgotten.
Introspection, the value of self.
Open vault, nothing may hide in shadowed mist,
Now judgment awaits the sum of my life. 

Robert Gene Stoner Jr ©

Form: Acrostic
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Turner Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 9:54 AM
great acrostic, Robert. We have said and done things in our past that when looking back now we wonder why. Don't be too hard on yourself:)
Stoner Jr Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 1:43 PM
Thank you Daniel for the read and praise. This shadows your recent post on facebook so well written.
Hardison Avatar
July 5, 2017 at 8:21 PM
Well thought out acrostic. Wisdom abounds. Peace, Love and Joy
Stoner Jr Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 1:42 PM
Thank you for the read John and offered approval, much appreciated
Hamilton Avatar
July 5, 2017 at 2:03 PM
Great acrostic full of what it means introspection, this would have done well in my introspection contest last year!
Stoner Jr Avatar
July 5, 2017 at 3:10 PM
Thanks John for the read and support on this effort, so many contests so little time.
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