Blowing Papers Poem by Ted L Glines

Blowing Papers



Blowing Papers
by Ted L Glines

Winds of time buffet
crags and canyons of memory
old wildernesses crossed
in long forgotten quests
while crucial things were
left undone unsaid
memories like paper trash
shuffling in my wind
old memories written bold
in their time
now faded weathered
sometimes blank
some papers have beloved photos
but the names are gone
places and dates somehow mixed
in past cave mazes
where only fickle dreams
wander now
seeking friends who have
gone away
slowly plodding forward
facing toward this wind
growing warmer with promise
perhaps to rest
I can almost smell the flowers
just beyond the next bend
in Summerland
where the papers
will not blow
in my mental wind
forevermore

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Ted L Glines

Ted L Glines

Long Beach, California USA
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