Memory Poem

Pen of mind transcribes notion’s notes  

latter not lost to that instant

drop . . . when all’s forgotten . . . the mind’s

maintenance. Written impressions  

Moments duplicated . . . filtered  

clones . . . small windows into now past

experiences. Again, sorted.  

Featured photo by Irina Iriser via

Autumn’s Cooling Blanket

Outside came in this morning
 Reminded me of days requiring
 long sleeves and boots, when chilled current
  flows south, wafts leaves from trees; where we
   slept past spring—underneath, outside

Persistent, sparkling canopy
Now drifts and blows around
 Light delivered unto ground, but
  not before brightening the fall.