Late to the Gait

I stepped in footprints left behind
Of my older sibling’s stories
Hallowed memories of family times
Before I joined the clan.

I shared clothing that was left behind
By older siblings who are long grown now.
Distressed shirts featuring faded idols
Whose luster now’s a diminished star.

Repeated stories of my family
Before I came to be.
Memories spoken late at night
Familiar – but not quite mine.

Early family portraits
Leaving spaces where I should be.
Notes of celebrations
Before I came to be.

Footprints that my siblings left behind
I’ve tried hard to follow right
Grasping at the memories
That were never really mine.

-Clarence Holm

Ronavan’s Weekly Challenge 58 – Rise Save

night

Loons Sing

birds wake at sunrise
in joyful jubilation
loon’s song saved for night

The two sentences should read as;

Birds wake at sunrise in joyful jubilation
In joyful jubilation, loon’s song saved for night

– Clarence Holm

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