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Yesterday
Yesterday flows through my mind
carrying the day and night dreams I've lived
they are hazy visions from the pit of my soul
dispersed in my heart
a passionate flame of emotional embrace
of treasured ecstasy
awakening my memory from slumber
to reveal moments of clarity
played from my mind, a virtuoso of enchantment
to lift my spirit from suspended animation
so I may see what was
when life was lived on the run
needing to amuse myself with laughter and wine
when love was a long-stem rose
given as a cherished gift
to those whose doors were open
where pain, came from tender tears of turmoil
and passions were burned into ashes
left to the wind, to be blown away
leaving barren ground
danced upon by those whose heart was like mine
in our linear years toward death
these flickering pictures are a steadfast reminder
of gardens once filled
with many colored blooms in the vigor of their lives
before losing every petal
leaving them naked and brown
crumbling away into yesterday
that are scattered in the memory of my mind
Copyright ©
Frederic Parker
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