I will clear out
all that doesn’t serve me,
books I never read,
shelves of past regrets,
all the inner stories that stunted my unfoldment,
wily and continual betrayers

I do not need
memories of weakness,
dire affirmations of historical shortcomings,
don’t need all those old complaints
or that dusty disapproval,
don’t need those assumptions or constraints

I’m getting rid of
anything that’s broken,
anything that’s worn out or outgrown,
I’ll let the spring shoots
fill in all around me,
I’ll let fresh new views
become my own.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 3, 2017