Tuesday 2 February 2010

Photograph

In my wallet an image

walks with me – my treasure

is a photograph of sons

that winks when I open up to choose

provisions - when I use

a chocolate or fruit shop for pleasure;

to fill up my centre.


Mostly my little centre’s empty

and somehow, vacant, sad.

A place where photos (but very few)

and maybe you

could enter.

2 comments:

  1. This seems a bittersweet poem. Am enjoying reading you daily words.

    Larry

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  2. I like the bittersweet word - it captures the feeling between 2 extremes! John

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