shadowed looks
I now recall her smile
her voice and words
that when gathered gently
-like the matched corners
of a folded towel-
were placed between
her letters in my drawer
and like the now hidden
memory of her face
her parted lips in silence
said more than
spoken breath while
her shadowed looks
and gaze now hid
its mark.
words and foto Tommy Carroll
re-edited
raypool
Thu 15th Oct 2015 17:10
a lovely romantic and quite wistful poem, Tommy. It expresses how private and revealing feelings can be when stored and treasured like a sort of Victorian album. Nice one.