Carolyn Brunelle


Excuse Me - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Excuse me as I disappear to the cellar
where yesterday's sorrow played out and died
where tears flowed free before they all dried;
nothing's pretty about this place of goodbyes.

Only bits and pieces lie strewn everywhere
a mosaic unfinished but I don't seem to care;
lately it's become abundantly clear
I've overcome whatever brought me here.

So today is moving day and it's time to clean;
each step made lighter for what I have gleaned
from the cellar, and what I remove from there
and bring to the light at the top of the stair.


Comments about Excuse Me by Carolyn Brunelle

  • Silver Star - 3,195 Points Susan Lacovara (6/4/2014 8:57:00 PM)

    A spring cleaning of the soul! I find you speak from the heart and look forward to reading more of your words. PEACE (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 4, 2014



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