"Each Keepsake Forsaken"
by ceasing to make the deliberate
action of sentimentality I open
myself wide to experience.
Nostalgia smothered me blind deaf
and mute but now I'm
leaving my poetry in the street
abandoning my keepsakes
to look forward free as new
love appears and replaces.
by ceasing to make the deliberate
action of sentimentality I open
myself wide to experience.
Nostalgia smothered me blind deaf
and mute but now I'm
leaving my poetry in the street
abandoning my keepsakes
to look forward free as new
love appears and replaces.