Rhyming Sedoka
Album clutched by hands
trail along reverie’s lane,
unraveling soft moments
one photo withstands,
flickers of time that remain
wafting through savored events.
Ribbons mark a face
changing from beam to twilight,
oh last sheet, in disarray
where in fond embrace
she recalls an autumn plight,
losing him in cold war’s fray.
Brian Strand's Mid-May Contest
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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