Here is an excerpt from a new book of poems I am currently writing titled Remembering the Dead.

I’ll be adding more to my Poetry page soon.

Remembering the Dead,
Clouds reflecting stones.
Mirrored memory wonderland
Spinning withered moments when
Up and up fly off and out,
Rainbow tents bend into sky,
And smile with a weakened, weathered jaw.
A red balloon says goodbye.

Ice cubes cracking
On the brain's
Neglected kindling
Spark, and dread
Sweetheart full of memory's ink.
Stars, squeaking stars,
Forever overhead.
I'm forever lost in stars,
And clouds. Happy colored stripes that
Move and whip, and change the light.

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