Grave Memory’s Cave

Fears level face
Smashed mirror glass
Futures given a hopeful dance

While feelings frozen, letting go
Innocence, chrysalis, snow

Forever seeking, panicked breathing
Second chances, nervous meetings
Sunshine blossoms, steeple growth
Curtain calls and balls not broke

Breath spring warm
Loved ego melts
Pounding ground too proud for help
Wishing over inside jokes
Trophies lie on dusty shelves

Rifted mantle
Seismic fade
Time has passed
Grave memory’s cave

This entry was posted on October 28, 2009 at 9:47 pm and is filed under Blog, Poetry, writing with tags dustus, memory, poem. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

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