Strange

Strange

how minute moments

morph into majestic memory.

I think gravity is lost there,

where

time plays funny with space.

I hear,I smell, I see, 

moments so close before

become memories.

stranger still

I cannot touch.

Reviews

[Bard Constantine]

I always feel its the memories of fleeting moments that keep me going... those rare, precious, fragile seconds of frozen time that we cherish so much that we keep them in a special platform in our minds. We revisit them, reinvent them, but as you so eloquently state... we cannot touch them. Beautiful...

[My Fair Lady]

You are like a wizard of words. I agree with Serah. I like this. All too fleeting the moments that we capture as memories.

[TAO]

maybe it's a good thing, unless I miss my guess. And if I do miss my guess, then I am confused, which is not a bad thing...

strange

[.]

. your poetry transcends all dimensions ... you are a magical wizard of words ... sheer genius this is ...