Dusted Memories

Word Bricks from my friend Frank :)

Sitting in this dusty old attic

listening to the shingles flapping in the wind

I flip through a dog-eared book from my childhood.

As I'm skipping through the pages, 

I look up and notice the fine inlaid 

carpentry work of an old chest.

Going over, leaving imprints on the floor

I lift the lid.  With reptilian slowness 

a lazy fat spider edges away. 

Inside this trove of ancient treasure,

magnificent finds of days gone by.

Mementos of a honeymoon, a parachute jump.

Gramma's best biscuit recipe.  A photo of

Sam the hound with spittle running down his jowls.

A picture of a babe at his mother's n****e.

A permutation of these tucked away articles

give meaning to a life well and truly lived.  

Closing the pages of these treasures I 

wander away to watch my grandchildren

make memories of their own.

Author's Note

Words: Spittle. Parachute. Dog-eared. Permutation. Nipple. Shingles. Honeymoon. Reptilian. Biscuit. Carpentry.

Reviews

[Audrey Howitt]

Judy this is wonderful. Full of imagery and full of the meaning of life and relationships---loved it!