Long Gone

The scent of sentiment.. some memmories cary their magic long, enjoyed the read, Crow.

Some too long, unfortunately.  Letting go is a tricky process.  All depends, of course.  Thanks Le Fay.

For some reason I feel a deep connection to this poem, Crow ;-).  Well done-and wonderfully stated. As always.  

Whatever gave you that idea?  Thanks for the good word Virginia.

Memories are immortal.
Gud ink crow.

mcjay

Yes they are.  Some coated in Teflon.  Thanks McJay.

Amazing Crow......how a few simple things make a past that has been gone come back to life......brilliant write!! Enjoyed xo :)

We project so much on to simple things they take on a life of our own.

we learn things & make poetry. a muse finds us, & offers her heart...

The muse is a comfort, joy and inspiration.  I just hope I can return the favor.

"She retains a reminder A souvenir, a lock of hair
To be curled between her fingers"

this is a poignant & darkly beautiful piece, crowfly. one of my favourites by you

Thank you Katja.  One of my favorites too.

I relate with that. Sometimes its a poem written on a torn piece of paper between pages in the Bible or a heart drawn with a crayon in the diary. They all make you remember.:) good read Crowfly.

Thanks Grace.  Even the fragile mementos are well worth keeping.

And she may or may not notice
That power to mesmerize long gone.


We all try to hang onto that for as long as we can, huh? That line gave me chills. I see the slippery grip and the desperation in those trying to retain their youthful beauty and captivating charm, everyday. Hair is soooo important.

But necessary in light of recent events
She retains a reminder
A souvenir, a lock of hair

Who we were, who we are. Whatever keeps you solid. I keep re-reading this and keeps shaking me every time, man.

Thanks so much Loki.  I'm glad it has a continued effect with the rereads, even if they're chills.  

Great write. Daunting imagery.

Thanks Ahavati.  I had some help with the imagery.  That lock of hair.

It can be harrowing when you really realize that the person is gone; but, I suppose that antiques never have an amazing history without the dents and cracks to prove it. Well written.

Great comment.  I think scars give an indication of some amazing history.