I open the blinds to a
room doused in yesterday's shadows.
The coffee, bitter, as unfinished
as the thoughts I carried here.
Outside, a dog barks twice, quick,
something urgent in its lungs.
I’ve heard that movement, a simple
act, can tilt the day on its axis.
So I lace my sneakers tight,
step into the wind's sly grin.
Each footfall a small rebellion,
the sky pressing blue above me.
The trees nod approval, swaying
like old friends sharing a joke.
With every block, my mind unclenches,
and the guilt, for once, stays home.
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Author:
gray0328 (
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- Published: March 28th, 2025 01:00
- Comment from author about the poem: Today is my 68th Birthday and also 5yrs Sober. Two Birthdays both hard earned by God's Grace
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Comments3
I love the line (room doused in yesterday's shadows) a poem of gathering strength and the leaving behind those shadows of yesterday. A wonderful write.
Thanks Soren I'm extremely grateful
BRAVO
Thanks Tony
You're welcome
Happy birthday Gray, keep fighting the good fight, keep running your raceππ»π
thank you one day at a time
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