Long forgotten memories
were preserved on the thin skin
on the slides in the trays
in the box, crushed years ago
at the back of the closet
in the spare bedroom
of mom’s house
We share so much on them
trips, special times, everyday life
fading now
grain by grain, eaten away
ghosts dimming in the
little bits of celluloid
in the cardboard squares
in the plastic trays
annotated and cataloged
but slipping away
in fading images
of the emulsion
on the slides
from our youth
August 12, 2006 20:43
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,730+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
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