Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Ten Minutes 8/19--Poem

It took me ten minutes to write it, and 45 minutes to post it, and it still doesn't have the formatting I want.  ::Sigh!::

Photographs

little squares cut
from the past
windows
or doors
flat and neat
no dimension
no substance
no emotion

when I look at them
I’m there, but not
I see, but I don’t
through those little doors
little windows
forever sealed

4 comments:

  1. I like this poem. You must be going through old photos! Dannelle

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  2. Lisa....

    I feel in this the saddness and forlorn longing, whether it formatted correctly or not.

    It is not getting close to an anniversary is it?

    xxoo

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  3. Wow....how true...

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