"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Melted By A New Memory

i walked into the past
footprints on snow
impressions for a moment
then melted by a new memory

(The footprints were left by my father
 who died two days after leaving them.)
©Susie Clevenger 2011
Poetry Picnic Week 18


Tigerbrite said...

Heartbreaking isn't it. Just like their smell still on the things they'd worn.

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Oh, wow, Susie. This is so special. An awesome tribute!

Morning said...


johnewordslinger said...

I like this, this is a trip, because this could happen all the time and at any moment, thank you, much appreciated, WS

WyomingDiva said...

Oh...this made me catch my breath!

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