Challenge
where do memories go when we forget?
Recollections & Reflections
The eye’s thread
with each
golden year —
loose ends
tied underneath.
A tapestry
meets trimming shears;
my mind plays
hide and seek.
Tossed into
a wishing well;
patina covers copper —
penny for a thought,
do tell,
if only I
could capture.
Treasured dreams
from wishes
lost beneath
the light of sea;
sleeping with the fishes,
ghosts of
sunken memories —
locked behind
a two way mirror,
the former me remains,
etched upon
my soul
&
tears
that scratch
the window pane.
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