Treasure Island

Fab Ricciardi

(Aug.29,1962 / Milan, Italy)

Photographs And Memories


frozen moments of past lives,
never to be lived
quite the same again.

Muted portraits
of special occasions,
holding on to memories
never to be forgotten.

Scenic snapshots
of places visited
forever embossed
onto private postcards

with unstamped destinations.

A visual diary
of unforgotten memories

pictures of an existence
depicting its past.

Simple memories
of dreams fulfilled
portrayed by non-fictional characters

smiling at their past


Photographs and memories
are all that’s left

Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Edited: Tuesday, June 15, 2010

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  • Mary Nagy (1/11/2006 6:57:00 PM)

    I love this........Your first line sums it up for me.......''frozen moments of past lives,
    never to be lived quite the same again.'' No matter what, you never can get that same exact moment again. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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