A chasm that echoes passages of the past
Fingers that flick through a volume
Creating a blur of reminiscence;
Socks with holes,
Naps on the couch, and
Velvet soft caresses.
Forgetting is always remembering
Pastures new or grooves, worn and smooth
An excavation, deep into the foundations
Reveal textures developed over time
Deep and inescapable, rooted
In the fabric.
Particles, living, left behind
A gift from the departed;
Sunrise to awaken and charm
Dusk that warms
Bobbles on the sofa, well worn
To be remembered by the material.
Lee Waddington currently lives in West Yorkshire. Lee has a Masters’ Degree in Applied Sport & Exercise Psychology and has worked for several Premier League soccer clubs including; Manchester United. A keen writer for over twenty-five years, Lee writes in several formats from short stories to poetry. Twitter: @knowordinaryjoe