Down the Drain


At the end of life our usefulness seems to get put on the shelf

Our limbs don’t always work as well as they once did

Inside // the heart still pumps round and round while we wait

Knowing our plowing days have ended and our decorative days are here


Life is full of ups and downs that could leave us in a turmoil at the end

As the coals of life burn down some choose to drown their sadness

Others simply throw in the towel and give up // feeling, “What’s the use?”

Many grow bitter and make life difficult for all who care


As I look back on my life, I see my brain as the drain that filters out the big stuff

Keeping the traumatic and the wonderful // letting the rest go right down the drain

Not sweating the small stuff // attempting to save some good to pass on down the line

I choose to not go gently  // rather to stay focused // letting creativity flow

Knowing that in the end most of who we are will go right on down the drain


Photos: Dwight L. Roth



18 thoughts on “Down the Drain

    • Oh Yes! We need a collection of some sort to pass on, but the most of who we are will pass on. Only the few great things or the traumatic are remembered even by the greatest of men! Thanks Peter for your comment.

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  1. I have to say I didn’t get it. Mind you it’s Friday night and I’ve had a few vodkas. I reread this about ten times just trying to absorb the meaning. At first I was kind of depressed, saying, WHAT… I going down the drain. I’m 70 is that it. But I thought I caught a glimmer of hope in there. I will not go gently into .the night. My next door neighbour is 92 and he comes out every night around 7:00 p.m. And peers at every bush and flower looking for buds. Look at that he says as a red flower starts to bloom. It’s about attitude, keep the faith. It’s not over till it’s over. I will not go gently into the night. I like your poetry by the way.

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  2. I’m sorry I can’t leave it alone. Going down the drain is a bit of a downer. It’s not how I want to think of the end of life. Life is not sewage. I know life is suffering that’s an inescapable fact. But what prompted you to write that last line…most of who we are will go down the drain. What is the drain? My God poetry makes you think too much. Anyway on a different subject I’m hoping that England will beat Belgium tomorrow in the World Cup match for third place. Did I already say that I like your poetry.

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    • Thank you so much for your comment and your point of view. I guess looking back, it is a little harsh sounding at the end. If we believe what the Apostle Paul wrote, then everything we have and physically what we are will pass away. In the end it will be our love that remains. So in light of that all the rest will “go down the drain!” I volunteer at the Habitat Restore and see all the things peoples’ children donate when they pass on. All those things we hold near and dear are not viewed the same by our children. I guess the older I get the more I realize this. It is sad to me since I get very sentimental about my things and what I value, but only a few things will be retained, and hopefully the love I have shown will be remembered. Don’t know if this helps, but it may clarify where this concept is coming from.
      Thank you for commenting.


  3. I do understand what you mean. Especially moving and down sizing when you get older. Trying to decide what material things to let go. Material items don’t mean as much when you’re 70 as opposed to even 60. Thanks for your poetry it’s spiritual not material.

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