Memories Claim Their Due

Lo so woeful a night
To wish the dawn were here
Long cold trek to black
Lay open all my fear

Solitary journey of the past
Through nights put away
Moments best left buried
From the light of a new day

Unwanted as they may be
Memories claim their due
Reliving horrors of yesteryear
Old wounds flow anew

Be it not for the dawn
I’d lie amidst the pain
Succumb to the torment
Storming through my brain

For the dark still holds secrets
The sun refuses to share
Preferring instead to hide
Pretend they’re not there

Yet within these hidden places
We visit only in our repose
Lie that which could break us
Overwhelmed in their throes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
August 8, 2021 at 6:13 PM
Tom, a hearty welcome to Poetry Soup. I really liked your poem. Memories have a way of paving the future for us while, at the same time, they languish in our "hidden places." Good writing!
Kenney Avatar
September 14, 2021 at 10:55 AM
Thanks, Milton. I have way too many of these memories after 35 years in the fire service. My poems are usually an attempt to exorcise my demons ...
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