Wednesday, December 9, 2015

New Wings of Amnesty



Tomorrow pins its eraser
on the sun and I gather
all my mistakes around me
like wounded birds
waiting for new wings.

Watching for sunrise
to tap dance across
the horizon I feel today
run its fingers along my spine
drumming never at the
speed of chains.

Forgiveness begins to stir
my gut with trust renewal
is as close as my voice.
The lock of my self induced
condemning begins to bend
at the touch of the daylight key.

Heart humbled at the throne of error
I feel the weight of my wrongs
scrape my throat as they spill into
the collection plate of morning’s amnesty.


 ©Susie Clevenger 2015




10 comments:

Gail said...

Oh, my, this is amazing.

I have felt this way but you have given that feeling voice...thank you.

hedgewitch said...

This is a fine, deep drink of clear water, Susie. The gateway that opens at dawn is a special one--I'm up every morning then to care for my birds, and the world is different, expectant, waiting for the event that is always new, always unchanged...you capture so much more than just that feeling of renewal here--your last stanza is just exquisite.

thotpurge said...

like wounded birds
waiting for new wings.....nicely done!!

Carol Campbell said...

Morning's amnesty is a wonderful line! The dawn offers all new possibilities. Beautiful!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"mistakes...like wounded birds waiting for new wings". What a spectacular line that is! As are "the throne of error" and the "collection plate of amnesty." Holy moly, this is fantastic writing!

brudberg said...

Mistakes... and a wonderful morning to erase them... or maybe even realize that they can be ignored... all is possible in a bright morning.

Marian said...

It really is true that things tend to be a bit better come morning. This is so pretty and refreshing, maybe we'll make it, now it's daylight.

Jim said...

Very nice, Susie. Pretty thoughts well spoken, written. A dream, perhaps?
Yes, indeed, for most of us tomorrow will be a new day. But not all mistakes, we all hove some of these, some more than others. There are mistakes and injustices that destroy or take us down, bad. Even forgiveness won't erase.
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Helen said...

This is simply amazing .. one of your finest!!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

I love the sense of self-forgiveness here. This was a wonderful read. Thanks.