Andrew Foreman Poet Free verse

Ka-Pwing

forgotten sound
of a father's voice,

only a fond memory of English Leather,

faces of children
not one's remembered,

melancholia captioned,

while snared in long wars
bereft of true glory,

cordite charred, world weary,

heavy hearted,
heavy handed,
heavy lidded, 

minutes whip past
like a lash on raw skin,

gilded ages burst like flack,

eons too much when unwelcome
too little too soon,

moments spent like carnival tokens,

spin cycle of life
a kaleidoscope swoon,

awaken to dotage,

snippets of melodies
riffing toe tapped,

younger days, younger legs, 

when life was as simple
as a pair of rubber soled shoes,

leg tapped,

tap away.

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