mourning brooch

IMG_7052the memories have little substance
they flit and fly, pollen on the wind,
like the quick passing of a joyful birth,
the school years, the sweet trysts ~
a waving bridal veil . . .

. . . the way your love drained you
of your dreams just to fill yourself with him

. . . . . the epitaph of tears

only when yesterday becomes a story,
once upon a time, do memories
become memorial, a mourning brooch
forever warm upon your breast

©2013 poem, 2015 illustration, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved

10 thoughts on “mourning brooch

  1. So well done. The italic text for unloud emphasis works perfectly, as does the isolation of the two crucial lines. It’s a pleasure to see familiar subject matter presented in a startling, cerebral/emotional way!

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