Bloom of Flashbacks

Dark walnut skin
and a moon split smile
bring Jamaica back to me.

Time stamped in my memory
are moments of joy filled
with the music of your voice.

You are mist filled mountains
in a tropical world so foreign
to the concrete dust I breathe.

Untethered from my electronic world
my thoughts walk with you
on flower lined paths of peace.

We are forgotten names blooming
in a photo album of flashbacks…
reunited when sunlight turns its pages.


©Susie Clevenger 2014

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Comments

revelations said…
beautiful write Susan...you created a wonderful scene... and I like the cutting of electronic ties... :)
January 18, 2014 at 11:18 AM
Fireblossom said…
That's a sweet ending, Susie, and it suits the soft mood of your poem perfectly.
January 18, 2014 at 12:13 PM
Kerry O'Connor said…
Wonderful memories and expressed so sun-fully in these lines.
January 18, 2014 at 12:59 PM
TALON said…
So lovely! This brought back memories of my trip to Jamaica when my hubby and I were just engaged - so many eons ago now. It was an amazing time. :)
January 18, 2014 at 1:22 PM
Anonymous said…
you take us with you, Susie ~
January 18, 2014 at 2:57 PM
ed pilolla said…
the first graph was so rich and luxurious, and the sunshine brought it all together in the end so warmly.
January 18, 2014 at 5:27 PM
Helen said…
Flashbacks in poetry form are the best!!
January 18, 2014 at 9:05 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
This is truly glorious.
January 18, 2014 at 9:10 PM
Anonymous said…
going unplugged - and leafing thru a photo album - both relics of an earlier age, yes? ~
January 20, 2014 at 12:45 AM
Herotomost said…
Ahhhh Jamaica....I met some really neat people in Jamaica as well, plus it was the place I proposed to my wife who had slipped and fallen the day before and she had two black eyes!!! this is stunning and feels like Jamaica. I had such at odd feelings while driving though the countryside to our destination, but overall a really good trip. Great job Susie and thanks for writing for the prompt.
January 20, 2014 at 2:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Ah, super pretty poem, Susie -- the sunlight turning the pages is just lovely. k.
January 20, 2014 at 5:56 PM
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