Half grasped
Slipping away like silk
Much less remembered
When memory’s fingers
Clutched at you leaving
Awakening to the
Soft tilted chair
Of now…
©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
Half grasped
Slipping away like silk
Much less remembered
When memory’s fingers
Clutched at you leaving
Awakening to the
Soft tilted chair
Of now…
©Stephen Tanham
Category: #Poetry, #WhimsyPhotoEssays, Stream of Consciousness Tags: Image as essays, Plant Photography, Rapture in poetry, Whimsy
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Lovely!
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Thank you 😎
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A beautiful poem, Steve. A light touch, but deeply moving.
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Thank you, Diana.
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