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Sifting Ashes
by David Pekrul
copyright 04-19-2007


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
I'm sifting though the ashes of a time before today,
When all was gray and misty and I could not find my way,
A time when I was on my own and searching for a path,
To lead me to a better life, one free of pain and wrath.

The ashes are so plentiful they fill the earth and sky,
I cannot reach the surface, though I try and try and try,
Oh, how I wish to travel back and choose another door,
But I can only look ahead and see the things in store.

The past was dark and dreary and the future is the same,
I try to point at others, but there's only me to blame,
I wouldn't stop to listen when they told me I was wrong,
So now I'm sifting ashes as I listen to their song.

My life is full of ashes of the future and the past,
And though I try to brush them off, I know the die is cast,
Although the Phoenix rises, it will never rise for me,
I'll be the person who I was and who I'll always be.

Then one day as I leave this life and ashes I become,
I'll float up to the heavens and I'll block the light of sun,
Then all will know the way it was, and for eternity,
I'll pay for all my actions, buried deep in ash debris.


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04-20-2007 Leigh G.    

Hmmm...what a sad story. Although I cannot directly relate, it reminds me of my parents...stuck in their ways, walking roads they chose without thinking of the future. I have a recent poem that hints toward that, "Imaginary Light". Some of the lines that directly hint to this are, "Did you think before you made your choices?
Or did you just blindly follow your heart?
Did you look ahead?
Did you spend any time inside your mind?" I don't think anybody but Meh read that one...ahhh, getting random! Sorry! Anyway, beautiful rhyming and slow in this solemn story. This piece also leaves an imprint on the reader, for I first read this a few hours ago, was about to comment but my mother was demanded the PC so I'm commenting around 9 PM, but I was thinking of this piece on-an-off all day. Great work, keep writing! Oh, and is it alright if I call you David? Most people prefer first names but ever since an old lady I was working for yelled at me for calling her by her first name I always ask first...


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P.S. Hey! William! The "First Comment Dance" or the "First Hit Dance" are both mine! Mine! :D
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