Her shadowed look
I now recall her smile
her voice and words
that when gathered gently
-like the 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,
her shadowed looks
and gaze now hid
this mark.
words and foto Tommy Carroll
re-edited
Martin Elder
Mon 7th Mar 2016 16:33
This is a really great poem Tommy. I love the description of 'gathered gently like the corners of a folded towel'. Wonderful