The Memory Holder

Forgetfulness has made its country your red
Mouth,


And I, the memory holder, cry.
I listen as you speak;
watch each change of expression
and try to decide
if red is your color.

I bleed life upon those lips
trying to give back
what was lost,
but the lines are blurred
  and I don't think

we can ever go home.



(c)dcarlson

Author's Note

art by Pallas_Living Hope

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

all we can do is keep trying Debby and as long as I have breath in my body I will and I will keep hope, something tells me that so will you. A wonderful piece!

[Ruth]

Absolutely stunning work love..we all need to voice thi more...so moving! xx