A Glimpse in Time
A video plays in my head
as my body drags itself
from the long night’s dream.
The images continue
holding me
their plangent grip
hurting but healing
as the dream itself
fades from memory.
Because it was of you
I let the screen run on
seeking to retain
its fast fading force
Visions of a possible future
wherein I wake each day
to your warmth
Live in the shade
of your love
Gaining strength from your fortitude
Resolution from our nearness.
As the images disappear
I attempt to grasp their dying light
urging their resurrection
to heal my fading hopes.
But all now is lost
and I am left
Defeated by a glimpse
of what might have been.
Beautifully poignant, Roland
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Thank you, Derrick.
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Powerful and moving. Your word-pics are vivid and the reader can feel the emotion behind them.
(((HUGS)))
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Thank you kindly for your response Carolyn.
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So very beautiful, Roland. I think holding the memories of loved ones close does have a healing effect. It is an experience that, although sad, can carry the griever into a spiritually intense realm. I would never want to give that up for the sake of eternal lightheartedness. Thank you for sharing.
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… And thank you for your generous comment, Laura.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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