Wallace Johnston Poet Iambic Pentameter

Pandora Redux

PANDORA REDUX

There are songs I must not listen to
And poems I cannot read,
Photographs and letters
Which cause a heart to bleed
Some found on yellowed paper
	In books to hold a place
		To guide returning readers
			At some later date
Stacks of faded letters 
 Writ in a firmer hand
Pressed blossoms
	loveingly bound with ribbons

Or kept in stacks in
Dusty boxes
On the top shelf 
Of a rarely opened closet.
Magic carpets come to mind
	With power to evoke the sounds, smells
 and places of the past
	long since passed into reverie
Handle with Care.. There Be Tigers……….

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