Showing posts with label musty moments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musty moments. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Erased

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I'm sorry for the darker tone my post is taking today , but I saw something on another website which deeply affected me in a strange, sad way.  My response to such things is to try and write about them.  The March Challenge posted a prompt today about writing and erasingWe Write Poems gave a prompt of 'musty moments.'


Erasure

A family history should be a musty moment affair
of brownish curling photographs
and ribbon-tied yellowing letters,
of strawberry jam recipes written in faded blue ink
and steamer trunks full of odd gloves and army medals.

But when such things do not exist
because they were erased
along with the people
who should have grown old
while they were telling the tales,

then those moments can never become musty
and there is nothing
except vague recollection;
sad words we once heard as children
by the adults who whispered them late one night.

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