Today an allusion
of an adventure
spun long ago
rests as a single eyelash
on my cheek
Memory bits
arise at times
from a distant past
like light still seen
from ancient stars
long dead
I can be content with such
haphazard recollections
since memories tend to morph
in unexpected ways
like starling murmurations
like a shoal of schooling fish
like even my own heart
Graphic of starling murmuration is available for sale at Redbubble
I posted this on May 23 but saw that the Ragtag Daily Prompt for May 24 was Memory, so I thought I would link it.
Wind Rush 
Wow! I love the movement of this – the unexpected, and the acceptance, then the realization. Beautiful! Love the graphic. Will look for you on Redbubble.
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Thanks, V.J. For some reason that poem took days and days to complete. I really appreciate your comment about movement because that was the part that challenged me the most. 🙂
BTW, I am not on Redbubble. It’s not easy to find copyright free photos of murmurations I found. This site sells photos and I did love the picture and wanted to give credit and who knows maybe market the site a little for someone. I am not associated with them at all.
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A peaceful poem about life and acceptance of it and all its surprising twists and beauties. Truly beautiful, LuAnne. Great image to match, too.
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Thank you, Jet. I have been meditating for several years now and have grown to notice how my mind does take surprising twists. It’s a fun ride. Glad you stopped by.
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