Gone With the Wind

A poem I wrote over a decade ago... just stumbled across it, so thought I'd share.



Gone with the wind-- a tragedy
Gone with the wind-- mere memories
Tomorrow is another day
Today a chapter laid away
Seal it with red hot candle wax
Shut it away inside its box
Muzzle it in pressing urgency
With a 'safer' vocabulary
Pretense never before sufficed
Now it seems the only advice
Outward vision a less painful choice
Reject the cries of the inner voice
To have touched it is a blessing
Let it be a distant caressing
Resentment has no dwelling here
Tread gracefully in spite of fear
Gone with the wind-- a tragedy
Gone with the wind-- mere memories
Tomorrow is another day
Today a chapter laid away.