Poem For An Unremembered Experience

I sit, eyes closed, ears open.

Your ethereal lilts are like ghosts,
haunting the corridors of my
memory and the rooms of
sensory enjoyment in my mind . . .

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About Mark

I'm a forty-something Welsh-American. Other interests outside writing/blogging and very amateur photography include gardening, cooking, and sports, esp. rugby union.

Posted on May 10, 2011, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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