unquiet nights

i picked up a shovel
and dug a deep hole
out back by the edge
of the wood
i buried your memory
wrapped in my tears
in that unmarked grave

every blue moon
your ghost returns
uninvited unwanted
slips into my dreams
silently scattering
seductive visions
of the impossible

perhaps someday
your shade will rest
if not in peace then in
my sleep shall
turn from darkness
limned with regret
to restoration

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The persistence of memory.


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I have been a photographer for over 25 years, using both traditional and digital SLR equipment, with pictures published in print as well as in online publications and galleries. The digitally-composed works are created using a variety of software. If you enjoy my work, please spread the word, and thank you for stopping by.

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  • Shulie1
    Shulie110 months ago

    Wonderful work, Gena

  • Thank you so much, I always appreciate your reading my work, Stephanie.

    – RC deWinter

  • Ellanita
    Ellanita10 months ago

    Beautiful poem with intent and feeling………."perhaps someday
    your shade will rest if not in peace then in immobility "…….great line

  • Thank you, Ellanita, that’s the line people seem to single out, I appreciate your reading.

    – RC deWinter

  • devotee1
    devotee110 months ago

    Hindsight, as they say—well, I know I have many backward glances, asleep and awake. Great one, my friend!

  • Don’t’ we all, Joe, thank you.

    – RC deWinter

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