The Value of MemoriesA Poem by papaedA Tovli's 10 Challenge prose poemthe cushioned chair sits at the porch edge. the old man looks across the dark ocean. squiggly silver moonlight reflections dance and roll toward him, bearing sadness. beached by weak muscles and aged bones he laments time’s tortuous toll. his wife begins to knead his shoulders sharing a vision of wonderful days. with eyes closed, he sails back in time to the ebb and flow of past routines to lavish parties filled with laughter to the noise of happy children playing. she kisses his cheek and lingers. he snaps back with sudden clarity places his gnarled hand over hers and knows he’s glad to be alive. © 2010 papaedReviews
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10 Reviews Added on January 21, 2010 Last Updated on January 21, 2010 AuthorpapaedKansas City, MOAboutno erudite pontifications, no complex extrapolations no intentional hurtful lies, just simple age-wise aliteration and prose, of a man who's in the throes of living day to day from his head down to.. more..Writing
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