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Click herefaded photos
won’t be found in dusty drawers
when I’m no longer around
no negatives shall I leave behind
to whisper hidden ghostly secrets
In silence my fingers will trace
cold figurines not sold at a tag sale
so I’ll leave my screensaver
filled with each happy smile
that he gave me
the one who
rang my bell
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,500 poems.
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I like this. I'm not sure about the ring my bell part. Am I missing something? I do understand about having one's life and love stored as images on a computer. I miss my "real" photo album. Once in awhile I print out my lover and stick him in a frame. :)
the photo albums of this technological era. And they take up a lot less room.
Blue you are rocking today. I love this little dinty
to death, a fun and thoughtful read. sandspike
oh I like the idea of no negatives left behind... nice double meaning!
~annaswirls