David Keig

Rookie - 13 Points (1951 / UK)

An Old Flame

Poem by David Keig

The writing faded on the page
The paper yellowing with age
An age of innocence then died
The blurring marks where once i cried
The memories flow back to me
Why did she ever have to leave?
The writing fading from the page
The sadness now becomes of age
The paper's corner now a flame
I shall not see those words again.

Comments about An Old Flame by David Keig

  • Jerry Hughes (12/14/2005 4:08:00 PM)

    An honest look at nostalgia. Excellent, Davd(Report)Reply

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  • Stephanie Anderson (11/4/2004 1:25:00 AM)

    ahh...but the memory knows, does it not? ? thank you for taking me into that place where I try not to go....the memories...but, they are nice(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 3, 2004

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 3, 2004