nostalgia

nostalgia

A Poem by Marc Mccune

there are things that you hold down
that you don't let see the light of day.

those old things

sometimes you take them out and look at them

like old photographs

if you are lucky, they are in living color

but all too often, there are black and while memories
where you have to fill in the blanks.

Memories that conjure echoes

your mind works to remember
and reconstruct

building an old world
somehow lost

it's one half of cyberspace

your half

with hope that the others will remember

if you are fortunate, connections can get remade
despite age and distance.

© 2014 Marc Mccune


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A beautiful poem, indeed, sir! So lovely images you have portrayed!

cojur echoes (maybe conjure?)
cypberspace (cyberspace)


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Marc Mccune
Marc Mccune

Hickory Hills, IL



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