PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

  Barbara







Let us be seatedin the silence



Of this autumn evening



And speak softly together



While the leaves gather round



As families round the fires and



embers in the sky



Of our mutual passing



Our mutual deaths



Our mutual dreams







So lay back



Smoke up



In the mind of our long, last surrender



Put your feet upon the high



of our pasts



Stretch out



And sink into a memory



Of me



Of you



Of growing up



Lets fondle the images of adolescence







And let us love



and cuddle



And smile



And let us touch the tender lace



Of that shared face



Of the mutual memory