Fate Waits.

Fay Slimm.

 

Reinvention.


Rose coloured spectacles have to be grown
to capture passing of time.
Looking backward un-earths spectred races
where ghosts evoke poetic insight.

Lines may be composed on manifold strings
when special prisms are worn.
Fate waits for a scribe who, shades in place
reinvents life of ages before.

Covered with bloom of imagined events
the past can glow like a rose.
Poets might scent the never remembered
to invoke events nobody knows.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 19th, 2017 04:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: A fun-write - not to offend but to raise a smile.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 52
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  • Michael Edwards

    We remember only what we want to remember in terms that may reinvent the past - so elegantly put Fay.

  • Michael Edwards

    In fact I've just returned to this one - I think I'll pop it in my favourites.

  • WriteBeLight

    Yes Fay, I agree. I think many of us have a pair of those glasses. Great poetry.

  • Garry

    Love the last two lines especially.
    Well done.

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, the last two letters nes are so true.

  • orchidee

    A fine write!

  • Tony36

    Great write

  • Wackyheartache4

    Excellent write! This speaks tome.



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