April's Fool Poem by guillermo veloso

April's Fool



Driftwood crab and
Wooden boats
Ancient spectacles
Memories tie and bind
Blood to blood
Young to old
Old to young
Photograph and the sea
His past in a box
Dry flowers pressed and faded

Dreams
Bones
Skin

Textured and tender
Weathered in the salty winds
of youth; now
Six foot under and
Forever at sail
In the eyes of the young

Thursday, March 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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