black and white moving pictures
I must be missing something
if I’ve been to this place before
what’s keeping me from remembering
is it because of the poisons
inflicted by good-intentioned people
or did I do it to myself
by something as simple as free will
now that I find myself on the outside
looking in
I’m beginning to recall a thing or two
about this place
something along the lines that yes
I’ve probably been here before
as I struggle to find my voice
attempting to make sense of
black and white moving pictures
past slowly becomes present
present suddenly clearer than ever
august two thousand eighteen
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This poem has made me think about my own choices. I see the reflection of myself. And I love the way you use the idea of black and white film. Thank you for sharing.
thank you for connecting with me on this poem and sharing your thoughts
You’re welcome
Suddenly clearer than ever. I love how refreshing this one is, John!
thank you for visiting and commenting on this piece, Elle!
maybe we revisit our dreams in our thoughts.
yes maybe we should