Lost Memories

lost memories are but faint whispers on a breeze
dust laden articles on a crowded shelf
forgotten writing on gnarly trees
one can forget oneself

groping, reaching, scratching at the filmy white
that covers faded manuscripts 
no more are they beautiful and bright
in the holds of the great ships

now only soft breezes and sleep
skim those haunted waters 
the dreams that once were ours to keep
belong now to our sons and daughters


my image


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~ K A T H R Y N






2 comments:

  1. HELP KATHRYN YOUR WRITING IS TOO BEAUTIFUL FOR ME TO HANDLE.

    Ellie | On the Other Side of Reality

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  2. Agh, this is amazing as always.

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