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Memory leaves
No harm the stones can do
wavy water of rain,
tears of sea,
I can see the horizon
but I can’t see
the time, the sound,
the memory leaves.
Whatever I look is blind
whatever I hear is deaf
but I’m still here
saying myself to enjoy
all the shame I created
in order to go on
with a life that ensures
my lighthouse’s crispy old age.
Published 25th Sep 2016
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26th Sep 2016 2:52pm
"I can see the horizon
but I can’t see
the time, the sound,
the memory leaves"
These are such beautiful words. I get a sense of sitting in a boat rocking on the sea, alone and adrift. It's a rather melancholy, but comforting image. Very beautiful. :)
Willow
but I can’t see
the time, the sound,
the memory leaves"
These are such beautiful words. I get a sense of sitting in a boat rocking on the sea, alone and adrift. It's a rather melancholy, but comforting image. Very beautiful. :)
Willow
26th Sep 2016 5:00pm
Oh, thank you dear Willow!
It´s this kind of scenery actually, hence the verses
"Whatever I look is blind
whatever I hear is deaf "
Glad you liked it and felt the scene :)
Kiss,
Art
It´s this kind of scenery actually, hence the verses
"Whatever I look is blind
whatever I hear is deaf "
Glad you liked it and felt the scene :)
Kiss,
Art
