memories
Dreams
Tears
Dripping
Imprisoned prisms
Spatial turnstiles.
One at a time please.
Longing to fly
Free
Alive in telling
Synapses sparkle
Shining
Yesterday's past
With tomorrow's present;
Enterprise
Is fantasy lived
With memory held.
Photos accentuate the extremes
Black and/or white
While today's future is held
Locked for you
In shades of grey.
I like this. A feeling thing, not a word thing.
ReplyDeleteThe cadence is nice too, the flow of the feelings.
I hope revisiting your old writings helps you balance now.
I am really glad you are doing the bloggy thing.
Remember, this writing place can be whatever you want it to be.
Buggy
A lot of what I used to write was driven purely on feeling. That is the challenge with writing poetry now - the feelings that drove me before have been exorcised!
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