Reminisce
REMINISCE
Some say don’t sit and reminisce
On what might have been
But still, thoughts invade
On all that I have seen
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Vivid images won’t leave me
Of wild, red tresses
Crinkled hazel eyes
No longer here, distresses
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So long, long ago
I cling to a photograph
Strange how it affected me
Bitter sweet; I cry, I laugh
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My saviour is not a god
Just a humble paint brush
From deep within, a memory
Transubstantiates onto my canvas
One of three winning poems entered into Rhyme Competition by Anne Frandi-Coory and published in the The Australian Writer December 2012.
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Reminisce © to Anne Frandi-Coory 29 July 2012 All rights reserved
Painting by afcoory
Your poem seems to be of locked memories Anne. But good to release them I guess.
Nice one.
So much inspiration for paintings, Rita