Pictures of the Past
The stilled portrait tells of a past
A past where the painted girl in blue ran wild
Dandelions clutched in her small fists
A penny in a wishing well
Her ear pressed to a conch
Wanting
Hoping
Needing to know you really could hear the ocean
In Arizona
And the red paint handprint
Told of a day when she held her breath
To quiet her fear
When a bumblebee landed
On her cinnamon dusted nose.
And when she couldn’t stay still any longer
It simply flew away.
A discarded photograph on her bed
Shows two girls laughing and posing
For the awaited flash
Ice cream on the back porch days
Melted strawberry Chapstick
Always in their pockets
Because the cherry tasted like cough syrup.
A grainy Polaroid pinned to the wall
Full of barely visible faces
You could tell she liked to experiment
With boys, looks, and friendships
Heavy lidded eyes and a
Dark color scheme
Mouth frozen in a smirk
Earring made of fake crystal
Purple dyed curls
Arm around the girl on the porch
At a different stage of life
A desktop background,
Brightly lit
Taken in a school hallway
A blonde and a red-head
One hand on his shoulder
His lips pressed to her cheek
Both smiling
Eyes closed
Her guard was down
Her hair like a waterfall
And his hand in hers
A picture slipped between pages of a book
Capturing a torrential downpour
Of graduation caps
Black polyester against
White cotton clouds and a silver-blue sky
And you can almost hear the cheers
Celebrating an old end and
A new beginning.
Copyright © Iris Blade | Year Posted 2017
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