The Bones Of Memories


The Bones Of Memories

I am floating in dreams

That flow like rivers

Rivers that are ours alone

Quietly drifting

Through mist and fog

Far from the time and place

Of our parting

I hear the toll of the bell

Calling me back

As always I resist

For this place is my home

But the bell is insistent

And I awaken

Disconnected

Confused and alone

The shredded remnants

Of memories

Still coursing through my veins

I strive to bury the painful remains

Like ancient dusty bones

I hide them somewhere deep

To keep them safe

Where my eyes

Cannot alight with ease

But still they surface

As if from desert sands

Over and over

Prevailing winds return them to me

So the bones of memories and I

We cannot rest

But instead

We toss and turn

And ever wrap ourselves

With heavy sighs

© Ann Bagnall 2021

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