A Sentence To Cold and Painful Memories

Peeping
through the blinds
into the cold
winter morn,
smut hue foliage
hung like strange fruits 
from an enigmatic shrub—
igniting a brain freeze
flask back of ourstory—
sometimes, symbolic images
bring memories of history
that can be cold and painful.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
December 13, 2017 at 9:44 AM
Oh a sharp pen! Excellent :)
Lowe Avatar
December 13, 2017 at 12:13 PM
Maureen, again many thanks for the read and feedback. Indeed, to err is human and to forgive is divine; but memories are forever and are often sharp and painful. Peace, Love and Blessing. Millard Lowe
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