Secreted Thoughts

Flaming ember nights

clashing against

peace ridden skies.

Ancient, endless thoughts

echoing in those

meager times

we once knew,

and once loved,

a long time ago...

 

Silk covered days

on the streets

and cow pastures

of life’s distractions.

Stopping on the way

for a cup of tea

at a sidewalk cafe

that we once shared

a long time ago...

 

Broken, sleepless nights

on the edge of

our drifting past.

Collages of lights

on every corner

telling us it’s all a play.

Remembering when we were one.

Remembering when we were young.

Such a long time ago..

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

April 8, 1972 .... Boston MA
picture: Tortola BVI... April, 2008

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

In 1972 you were a young man. Funny how we feel so old when we are young and see the real world. I like the logic of the poem. Sometime the old memories can revive some hope and some dreams. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

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Very nice, very nice!!
Felt the emotion in this piece, of a love a long time ago.

Ancient, endless thoughts
echoing in those
meager times
we once knew,
and once loved,
a long time ago...

The emotions here are interpreted wonderfully through the imagery.
Awesome

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Love the poem, love the reminisence, no matter how old we are, we were once younger and so can relate:)

[Sukriti Suki]

Wow...this is quiet a write. You built a wall around me and all I could do was go deeper reading this. Thank you for sharing.

[Becky C Strukamp]

Beautiful Picture!! Well penned...delightful to read...makes one feel at peace with the world...excellent Allen!!

[KimLove "The Beautiful ..]

Allen, I love this poem. A great description of a love that once was. Your imagery and your portrayal of emotions that run deep are so strong. Great write your muse was good to you with this one. xx