Last reflection before bed

The essence of the day was lost

to the holes and spaces where

memory goes, the leaks

and gaps that take

what you don’t see.

And sad to think, a

whole life can pass

by like that,


Photo from the town “Combe Down,” a suburb of Bath, England (January, 2016).

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6 replies

  1. This one really appeals to me, Bill. It’s memorization-worthy!

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  2. Sad gang indeed, Bill. But that is a great photo.

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  3. You bin spyin’ on me this last week? This last life?


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