Ashes

This is a work inspired by the Simran Gleason painting "Ashes"

I end my days like the ember coals
that so gently change to ash
Imbuing warmth until the gray prevails
no more of me left to give
Now, sadly I see the course is run
there’s only acrid remains
For fire burns hot but never does last
as all is consumed within
Far too soon the pit is cleared of me -
I join history's dustbin

Author's Note

4/3 blank verse

Reviews

[Ray Hamilton]

I enjoyed this poem
Life is short, that's why we should try to enjoy each and every day
For in the end we all will, " join history's dustbin "
With my luck there will be a strong wind and I will be blown away LOL
Ray { Not a Poet }