Friday, October 2, 2020

Revival of Memory

 

A bee, a barn, a dancer in my dreams.


What more to pollinate the flowering of


my thoughts today?



Perhaps a resurrection in the brain still


lingering from yesterday, years ago.


What was I thinking?



Earl! That’s it! How could I ever forget.


Nothing makes a lot of sense until it happens.


And even then…



                     -30-


Chris Hanch 10-2-2020




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