La Wanda Parks

(Dallas, Texas, USA)

Perished Thought

What stage of my inner calm did you proclaim your presence
To invade my new beginnings - without endings?
Then avow unknown truths of another time and place
To journey forward-backward-jolting memories
Then again escape - just beneath the surface
You hold as treasure - tiny little fragments
Distorting hidden answers into looming questions.
New images ever clear become mirages forever lost.
Time must forge my strength to slowly bring them back.

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