Moving pictures for M'lady Emma.

sonnet in iambic tetrameter

 

 

Moving pictures.

 

The slowly burning logs inspire.

Half forgotten memories.

Moving pictures in the fire.

Recalling scenes from the past with ease.

Other times and other places

Recollections from long ago

Of the friends I used to know.

Where are they now? I cannot say

Our paths diverged and we lost touch.

The glowing coals make my thoughts stray

 and I remember far too much.

The things I did or did not do.

As I recall the past anew.

 

Sunday, 29 January 2012

http:// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers