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Lost sounds that call a memory to life

Lost sounds that call a memory to life

Loose change jingling in the pockets of children.

Baseball cards riffling in the spokes of a bicycle.

The clack-clack of roller skates over sidewalk cracks.

The clickety-click of a stick dragging along a picket fence.

The baying of backyard dogs seeking freedom.

The mournful moan of slippers sliding over a creaky floor.

The gleeful crunch of leaves under shuffling feet.

The whispered call of a windblown dove.

Voices swallowed by the silence of fresh snow.

The feeble flapping of a tree bound plastic bag.

The off key joy of Christmas carolers.


John G. Lawless
©11/9/2018

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 11/10/2018 6:12:00 PM
this is amazing, John. FAVE
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Date: 11/9/2018 6:29:00 PM
Love "Voices swallowed by the silence of fresh snow." Very nostalgic, too. Thanks for the stop by, John. Best to you. / M
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Date: 11/9/2018 4:37:00 PM
So true and well described in this poem. Great one :)
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