Memory Lane
Sunday Photography Interview: Greg Laychak & Poetry Challenge(Click to read interview and to credit the photographer.)
Memory Lane
Looking far ahead
from my place
in this
hall
of memories
I live
here,
it
holds
me
and all
that I see
in windows
delusion
or fog
mine
never touched
but by me
things snatched
shoved
placed
carefully
or not
into baskets of safety
and ownership
along my way
and yours
I sit and caress them
order them
change me
and what I think of them
my brothers and sisters
no doors to close
and
I sit
up
a bit straighter
the leaves
on the trees
laugh and chatter
dancing on refreshing breezes
and grinning
lightness
in the Sun.
–by Elisabeth Connelley, Purple Profundity
Excellent post thanks for sharing. I enjoy reading and writing poems very much. It’s very relaxing. Thanks again.
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