Pieces Of The Past Poem by Chloe Lubinska

I found the pieces of the past
In old cassettes and photographs

Somehow it feels unconvincing
That I'm connected to these things

To hear your voice and recognise
The past still mourning in disguise

The present so near yet still so far
The old ashes sit from your cigar

The paint you made upon the wall
Wearing down but still so sure

That vibrant colours make the stain
Abstaining presence so you remain

In the ferns treaded down and flat
Footprints to the bench you sat

Sunsets watched time again
Made light seem timeless
And night a friend

Unconditional founded love
That lives so free
Just like a dove

The wind whispers how you spoke
The flowers bloom like how you woke

Rain patters against glazed glass
Reminds me how you used to laugh
When all was grey and dark

I found the pieces of the past
To keep them safe inside my heart