Sep 19 2009
The Old Days
The old days are gone
and maybe that’s good
We can all walk away
find new compass
plot new course
learn new country
conquer new life
Leave the suitcase
of Hurt
at the curb
for someone who
needs the wounds
Create new recipes
for daily woes
let the water run
find a new level
learn to float again
and discover
that Life goes on
copyright 2009
5 responses so far
Oh Sarah,
I have so many tears with this poem, I truly do. Its touched a really deep place inside.
Leave the suitcase
of Hurt
at the curb
for someone who
needs the wounds
Yes, the old days, the old days are gone, over and new reciepes and countrys and depths and levels are exciting. I love this poem. Thank you sarah.
Love Di.
di,
i’m touched that you are so touched by this poem - i think you of all people know what it means, truly. thank you for that.
sarah xo
I really like this poem, Sarah. It has depth, darkness and hope all mixed in together. Love you, Sharie
hi sharie,
you know it’s funny, i don’t really see the darkness here - to me, it’s just saying what is. you know what i mean?
love
sarah
Moving on, continuity, the spirit of the explorer in us, I love it when I’m reminded that life is never static, always flowing, discovering, traveling, evolving. Wonderfully said, Sarah!
And it sounds so easy here, I’m so encouraged to look forward to more bliss in life!
hi tom,
always lovely to see you. maybe it really is easy - maybe that’s the secret to moving on, you know? just putting one foot in front of the other, yes?
sarah
Hello Dear. I read your poem again … and again. I don’t see the darkness any more. I just see a kind of acceptance that the past is over and it’s time to move on. “Leave the suitcase of hurt at the curb” is a lovely line. Allowing the water to find a new level and learning to float feels like acceptance and allowing life to be what it needs to be. I like that. Love, Sharie
hello dear,
i know that on the face of things, this one did seem dark - but it seems like now you really got my frame of mind on the second read through. it is acceptance, not regret or worry or fear. it’s a new one for me but i find i like it. i find it brings me a bit of peace.
love
sarah
Oh I love the imagery here ! I am going to start visualising leaving my suitcase at the curb.
Learning to float again,
Colleen
hello colleen and welcome. i’m so happy to hear you are learning to float again - it’s lovely, isn’t it?
sarah