Facing a New Day’s Sun

Facing a New Day's Sun
Facing a New Day’s Sun…let go the past

Shallow the waters underfoot,
the silt a mist of unforgiving time now spent,
robs the clarity and thick that glutinous sludge,
all that past held tight and weighed heavy
upon a life.

I wade through mud, much sticking to flesh,
still opposed to etch a new beginning,
and waters I wish to dry,
so this infraction could harden under foot,
and I could walk free.

Yet water is life, the ebb and flow,
and the silt my unsteady grounds,
thoughts perhaps to remedy,
and let go that past that holds me fast in memory,
but I cannot relent all this sludge, this mud beneath my feet.

I look to sky, that clear and endless blue,
where clouds so free to skate
and in burgeoning white pursue,
those thoughts of future expectation,
so light and less burdened than my plight.

And here in my human form,
I wade the culmination of my folly,
my fractious times and faults a many,
etched into mind and under foot my crimes,
that weigh me down in my captivity.

Give me wings, of future unencumbered,
and let this mud dry off,
to fall to hard endings, free from flesh,
so I may recount my halcyon days in flight of endless sky,
in present may I lay facing a new day’s sun.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

Tony DeLorger
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

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