New Space

I am slowly but steadily carving
A cache to hold my tender heart
Protect it from the world at large
From the rank and file I must depart

It’s hard to flee when hurt hits home
Others clutter up your thoughts
Threatening to tear the fabric
Of the the peace so dearly bought

It’s not my nature to ignore
Pandora’s box now open wide
Entangled I must watch the ghosts
Demons that were hid inside

Out they come, the wards don’t hold
Salt in corners falling shy
Burning sage still smoldering
Leaves me reeling, asking why

I must leave or exorcise
Spirits mean and malevolent
With my strength and stamina drained
I’ll need to find new space to rent

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I’ve been shifting my energy back into more creative pursuits and it feels a little like moving to a new house. Probably driven by a more positive outlook.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

Comments

RoseBlack

2 years 4 months ago

A new space to rent

I love that line! Energy shift is a powerful thing! You have captivated all the self reflection and emotion that goes into it! Well done.

Candlewitch

2 years 4 months ago

dear Tim,

good luck with the move. sometimes it is a necessary thing. good poem, I have no suggestions. it flows smoothly.

*hugs, Cat

Geezer

2 years 4 months ago

the change in your work. I see that you are making a shift. Good for you, that is the way to do. Do what is good for you, when it is good to do it. Your energy will carry you through, you will be alright. ~ Geez.
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