Today
we met again
after forty years
this shrunken woman/child
with the monkey grin
who backed away
even as I stepped forward with
“Do you remember me?”...
“Oh yes”.
Once, she walked
hippety hop …up on her toes
once beat on a drum
‘til my eardrums screamed
STOP!
though through it all
my monkey smile
stayed
fixed round my teeth.
Memories
strummed memories on my heart
when I saw her again
taught and taut
the strings of lost feelings
singing out .
Word on the street is
she’s become a poet.
so two years up and moving forward in the poetry cyberworld is dVerse...and this one is for openlinknight week106. have fun everyone!!
