Resurrections

Resurrections . During these past, fruitless, couple of years, I have been revisiting my old thoughts, written in rhyme. Much of it, I feel, would bring many to tears. When I resurrected these experiences from a past time, I began to wonder ?, what was I trying to accomplish with all, that now seems to be nothing more than trash laid out upon hand written pages, these feelings I did fish from my subconscious, my memories hoard, memories I did stash away, it seems, for a future day, now brought back into the light. Some of it makes me wonder ?, if I ever did, truly, have insight ?, or were my words, my phrases, not but, mere refractions of this person, my words – upon pieces of paper - are not but reflections of the person I was then, the person I now am ?, who tried my best to live the best life I can. B. J. “A” 2 June 1st 2014