Window of Past Moments
The evening sky invites me to gaze
Beyond the porch’s open window,
Igniting my senses to reflect about
Bygone days like one long replay
Where parts of time appear from a widescreen...
Lingering on, a hundred diamond stars
Flicker towards a dull, grey mural:
The Moon, not full, but crescent, takes the lead
With constellations dancing to her tune---
Then flash and zoom, the core of this plight
Erases me from folds of mind that once
Savored a wise and knowing grace;
Entwined with laughter and intensity
Of profound dreams gone wrong,
The kind that's hard to siphon from my heart—
when farewells loom to rip love's pulp
accepting the value of a treasure learned.
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Jamie Pan's Contest 2/23/2017
Theme 6: Reflections on a window
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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