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This long life nearly done,
Come round to memories
Flashing mind, one-by-one.

All social pain withstood,
Body boxed and topped, all’s
Brought down to neighborhood.

Scorning reality,
A reinvented child
The mind’s totality.

Those wonder scenes long gone
Are dreamily recalled
By sepia toned song.

And for conversation
Some gray homestead ghosts and
Self-verbalization -

Life synthetically
With lap tops and T.V.
Screw actuality! 

Shrunken world to a blip
Plastic C.D. chip?

Life become illusion,
Routine.    Variation
Invites confusion.

So? In neighborly way
I’ll seek those innocent
Childhood ghosts at their play,

Ignore world runaway
Hid in this closet space
Content with sure decay.

Past times so right, so good -
No earthly conflict in
My shrunken neighborhood

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  1. Date: 3/28/2013 7:09:00 PM
    I love your neighborhood,......I would prefer to seek shelter there any time.....(I too, am more comfortable in the past......and it WAS a nicer place to live)

  1. Date: 3/28/2013 7:15:00 AM
    I'm just sneaking around your poems Daver LOL, I enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing.

  1. Date: 3/26/2013 11:00:00 PM
    Interesting write, Daver. Time brings many changes, but memories always stay the same. Micro chips, bits and bites, now seems to be about technical smorgasbords? All the hodgepodge, mishmash...can bring indigestion.:) Love, Mikki

  1. Date: 3/25/2013 3:33:00 PM
    Yes, Daver, this nostalgic writing is very interesting to me. Good to see you post this one here today. Luv, Andrea