Friday, April 4, 2008

Sunday Scribblings promp "photograph"


i keep a photograph
of you in my mind.
it never goes away
with all the time that's
passed, it's there just
beyond my reach. a
memory fading like
the film it took to
make you. i keep it
at a distance, so as
not to hurt too much.
never truly able to
forget, yet wondering
if i'll remember.


paisley said...

i was so afraid,, if i let my guard down,, and left off my anger and sadness that i would lose that little bit of him i have left.. but little by little it is passing of its own accord.. but my feelings are still here... this made me think....

Granny Smith said...

Lovely poem of lost love and the attempt to remember and retain. The most vivid photographs are those that impress themselves on our minds.

anthonynorth said...

The best memories fade only fleetingly. When you really want them, they're still there.
Beautifully put.

Anonymous said...

Beautifully written:-)

Have a great day,

tumblewords said...

Lovely work. Memories stay with us - and that's sometimes the best thing.