Phoenix

Awoke by a nightmare, in cold sweat
dews were to settle on foliage yet
sun was below the horizon still
birds were calm in their nests in chill
rooster had not sounded alarm yet
the darkness a foe waiting in stealth. 

Now an eerie silence flaying my mind
dredging the past, mind remorse clad
minced by remorseful reminiscence
Oh ! can I erase the past in silence.

Or if I could retreat to the womb again
And my slough, if stealthily hidden
And frame only my infancy and smile
Cropping edges of my worn out shell.
and cast the past in the consuming fire.
To rise like a phoenix in time and pure
And start all over the lost days in peace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Wolf Avatar
December 11, 2019 at 8:10 PM
Wshing and hoping, so alluring. Thanks for the vision, Vdev. Peace, Gershon
Lamoureux Avatar
November 29, 2019 at 8:36 AM
A poignant thought. Each day you rise is the opportunity you seek. Our minds and spirits can be renewed if we choose. Blessings Rick.
Callus Avatar
November 22, 2019 at 2:26 PM
There is always hope for those who sincerely want to change track and start all over again. The past can serve as a basis, learning from mistakes. That phoenix will rise again! Regards // paul
Vdev Avatar
November 23, 2019 at 7:23 PM
Your comments are so encouraging and I do keep them so dear to me.
One Avatar
November 21, 2019 at 2:03 PM
a deeply emotive poem expressed so well..
Vdev Avatar
November 23, 2019 at 7:25 PM
Glad you liked it. Thanks for the comments.
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