Recorded Minutes

I find my memories, to be
a collection of convoluted excursions
from every moment lived out of place and time
like the handprint of Paleolithic Art
that says... I was there

Could that my memories be manufactured
and not lived, how different they would be

With the changing shadows of age
I claim nothing more or less
then the recorded minutes
that reveal the arrogance 
in black and white pictures
glued together by mold and mildew
saved in my junkyard of yesterday's rusty relics
as though they were jewels
stored for whatever reason
 I remind myself...one day
 I must get rid of them

10/4/19
contest My Favorite Junkyard
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Scars Avatar
November 3, 2019 at 6:09 PM
great take on the theme dear Frederic, you always dig deep- what I adore about you. Congrats x:)-luloo
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November 3, 2019 at 8:16 AM
You are a true renaissance man Frederic who seldom wastes a thought without painting an artful picture - no exception here.
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November 2, 2019 at 9:36 PM
we always hang onto things that seemed important at the time...perhaps never to look at again, though not ready to part with them either...i liked this one, congratulations on your win... :)
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November 2, 2019 at 9:09 PM
Frederick.........this is one of my faves!! Such an incredibly human circumstance, where our past must relieve our future. Hugs to you. Lonna
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November 2, 2019 at 7:39 PM
Congratulations on your win, Frederic, in My Favorite Junkyard. Hugs Eve
Scars Avatar
November 2, 2019 at 4:10 PM
Love the ending, great poem as always dear Frederic. Always happy to see you shine...x:)-luloo
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October 6, 2019 at 9:51 AM
We all have things we keep but probably need to get rid off... You can write about anything..
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October 4, 2019 at 10:38 PM
An interesting piece, for sure, Frederic. I think there may be more reasons than you know for hanging out in your favorite junkyard at times. Don't be so quick to judge yourself or purge your recorded minutes. Good luck in the contest :)
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