How Will These Memories Age? Poem by james watkin

How Will These Memories Age?



Each scene, present slipped by
Two, in and out of
Enamoured of the other's
Effusive moves, ways
A classic, vintage look
Is it to take on;
Canvassed as 'twere; framing
Pleasure's bygone days?

In that place, in a mind
Such are stored away;
A back room's, wall-peeling
And cobwebbed-over.
Highly appraised, hangs in
Retrospective light
Or not so high, then of
Widow, widower?

Saturday, January 9, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: memory,artistic work
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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