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Stains From Muddied Yesterdays

There's a pile of sullied threads from our muddied yesterdays of a life we stripped bare to be thrown into the wash a hoard of soiled toggery too foul to be cleansed I tried to bury all of it but the shovel of hurt blistered my hand pervading memories suffused in my thoughts inured scent of us lingers unbleached... unwashed well worn and ill-used how long before I can ignore them gathered in an alcove in my mind these dark stains of discontent too tainted to be purified with human hands

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John Hamilton

Date: 4/27/2017 2:25:00 PM

shovel of hurt blistered my hands, great line, the frustration of recurring memories is palpable! Great write Lin!

Lin Lane
Date: 4/28/2017 12:43:00 PM

Thank you, John, and also for pointing out a specific line. I wish I knew how to stop unwanted memories from popping up, but we know that one day Jehovah will take care of that for us.

Chris Green

Date: 4/27/2017 8:44:00 AM

A very deep and wonderfully emotive poem Lin. I could feel the sadness in the stains left behind. Though lonely feeling, it is incredibly beautiful.

Lin Lane
Date: 4/28/2017 12:42:00 PM

I appreciate the sincerity of your comments, Chris. Thank you.

Tim Smith

Date: 4/27/2017 8:26:00 AM

It might be time for a new outfit...I love the line I tried to bury all of it but the shovel of hurt blistered my hand...great poem Lin

Lin Lane
Date: 4/27/2017 8:35:00 AM

lol Tim. I'm wearing new clothes, and they're washable. No more stains for me. Thanks for the read and comments.