baggage

baggage

A Poem by annie lee
"

yeah, i know it's whining -- renamed

"

the weight of my years

on the back of my neck

heavy with heartbreak

shot through with joy

edged with sorrow

knowing what comes

will only be more of the same

how remarkable

we choose to keep going

one foot in front of the other

one dawn, one sunset

on the heels of another

there is no day

like the one lived

and it keeps on happening

until it doesn’t

© 2015 annie lee


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The shifts of life are evident in the lines...Thank you for sharing it with us

Posted 8 Years Ago


A touch of the ' deja vu's here, me thinks ?

Really love the black humour and worldly wisdom in this poem, quite brilliantly penned annie !!

Posted 9 Years Ago


there is always that combination of memories, good and bad....but the journey is important...so we keep taking steps to move forward until (as you said) we don't.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"shot through with joy
edged with sorrow
knowing what comes"

Those sorrows and joys come and go through our lives and they keep happening to us. You have reminded us with all...Excellent...:)..

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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annie lee

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I'm a tough old broad who spent almost 30 years at Ma Bell, and that is high level training for surviving in the jungle. Thank you for your patience. I am retired from the Unix and Linux world, but w.. more..

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A Poem by annie lee