My Albums

Nisa West on Nov 5, 2010

A poem for my memory.

MY ALBUMS

Piecing together images

behind plastic sleeves

Torn, and dated squares

with spelling mistakes.

Looking back at me it’s me.

I’ve come a long way this time

remembering my upbringing in shadow

and light.

Black and white. Color.

Another book filled,

captured still in a place.

I know how to look.

And so,

I’ll be thumbing through the reminders

when the last shots are taken.

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Comments (6)

Jerry Bradford aka Jerry Atrixx on Nov 5, 2010
Very good. Shadowed or standing pristine in the glowing light of day, as long as you remember your upbringing.

Without me remembering my upbringing I would be a lost soul.
john smither on Nov 6, 2010
Nice way of recapturing those memories.
giftarist on Nov 6, 2010
Ditto John Smither’s comment. Lovely piece.
papaleng on Nov 7, 2010
what a beautiful piece.
sanataryal on Mar 3, 2011
This is a fantastic writing and you have focused well on the idols . I hope everyone should enjoy reading and seeing this article.
payaltyagi on May 6, 2011
its nice

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