David Byrne Poet Sonnet

Rummage

I rummage through my memories 
Like a Meercat in the sand
The morning sun that warms my chest
Bringing solace to my land

Memories lined like domino's
Precariously arranged
Recollections stand like soldiers
Sentinels of ordered change

But tiny fingers scratch the sand
Like a digger at the grave
Disturbing everything below
Rearranging in the cave

For nothings ever as it seems
Sand is resting our dreams

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Carolyn Devonshire April 5, 2011 at 9:34 PM Really like this one, David. Especially enjoyed the comparison of memories to dominoes -- soldiers, sentinels of ordered change. Very deep thoughts here. Well done! Love, Carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown April 4, 2011 at 10:55 AM I see you all found some inspiration while I was not at the Soup this weekend. I enjoyed reading your poetry today and will be back again soon to read more David. May you have a week of good health, joy and sunshine to light up your life. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart April 3, 2011 at 7:15 PM David I surely did extend myself with researching for Thvia's contest so glad u found it delightful luv.. appreciate.. and this piece is quite wonderful .. luv the intro lines in first verse to set up the poem and capture the reader luv.. your last two lines are the powerhouse finish David.. still in past memories luv?????

James Foulk April 3, 2011 at 6:18 PM liked this one, moved right along. title firt right in with that first line, enjoyed reading it. thank you for reading my the cellar door and for your comment.