Between me - and my memories
Stands - time - warped and still
twirling - in sync -
with this silence - my sighs
interspersed and distilled
my thoughts of memories..
sweet memories - warped by time....
copyright*budhaaah*
for one shot wednesday
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
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cling to the sweet ones, trash the others and live some new ones...
ReplyDeleteIt's true our memories do get warped with time--I like this one.
ReplyDeleteAs days pass from day to night to day to night to day to night we tend to forget once the irritant is not a daily dose of pain in the ass.
ReplyDeleteBodhirose has beaten me to it - it is true that memories are indeed warped by time, sometimes for the good.
ReplyDeleteOhh I like this one. :)
ReplyDeleteIf that isn't the truth nothing is! "Sweet memories - warped by time". I like this poem!
ReplyDeleteOur memories always get further away with time, but never in distance. Nice piece!
ReplyDeletenice expression of memories, great poem
ReplyDeleteYes, warped by time. And maybe that's how we make room for creating new memories. Nice one shot.
ReplyDeleteahhh so true! memories sometimes slave us. Hold us to the past.
ReplyDeleteha hold on to the good ones :)
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Stopping by to say hello - I've missed you both here and on FB. x
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