Recollections & Reflections

The eye’s thread

with each

golden year —

loose ends

tied underneath.

A tapestry

meets trimming shears;

my mind plays

hide and seek.

Tossed into

a wishing well;

patina covers copper —

penny for a thought,

do tell,

if only I

could capture.

Treasured dreams

from wishes

lost beneath

the light of sea;

sleeping with the fishes,

ghosts of

sunken memories —

locked behind

a two way mirror,

the former me remains,

etched upon

my soul

&

tears

that scratch

the window pane.