memory

tucked in…

12 Responses to “memory”

  1. after a time, memory
    becomes
    an embroidered
    thing,
    and your smile
    a loose thread
    to be idly
    pulled at
    or gingerly tucked in
    .
    20100902:0750
    y

  2. This looks like the best street noise ever! Wish it was going on here! Love the poem, too, “Y”.

  3. love this 🙂

  4. Ya know, you are one absolutely gifted poet. I love this photo, but it’s your poetry that really keeps amazing me. It’s like you just keep hitting the high note every time you try. Really, knock out stuff.

    I simply yearn to visit NY. It hearts my heart I can’t make that happen.

    • coming from an excellent writer like yourself, your compliment is greatly appreciated. and as for visiting nyc, perhaps in time… (smile)

  5. Um, that would be “hurts” not “hearts.” 🙂

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