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

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Cobalt Memory

cobalt memory
a perfume of my childhood
drifting through my thoughts

a touch of paris
applied by my mother’s hand
scents my memory

what dreams did she dream
beyond that small country home
i wish i had asked

©Susie Clevenger 2012


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