unclaimed…

unclaimed

gathered up
my
memories
and
placed them
upon
my mind’s table
sorted
through
a few
and
tossed others
aside
especially
the ones
tainted
by
the hatred
of
others
there
were quite
a few
of
those
including
several
i had not
recognized before
but
i
like others
are
haunted
by
apparitions
of
yesterday’s
trust and belief
in
any case
the remaining memories
were
of
loves lost
and
loves unclaimed
each
unique
in their own way
none 
could
or
should
be regretted
just
past moments
in
time
unclaimed baggage
from
a trip
long completed

crazy old woman…

crazy old woman001

stumbles on broken sidewalk
heart pacer kicks in
unable to rise
moment of hope
sees young family
they stare away
walk around her
on the street
good parents
teaching child
not
to speak
to
strangers
bruised
struggles to find
her new iphone
tells husband
morning walk
has gone
awry

 

 

midnight torment…

night embraces you
in cloth of hidden shadows
with sequin street lights
pulsing through the growing fog
sanctuary for nightmares
moments unwanted
making you conscious of death
and unable to sleep