#5 - RELIQUARY by Linda Fuller Remembering is harder now Entire years have vanished Like smoke in fog I turn the lights off Quietly the dust sifts down Upon the artifacts which fill my rooms Antiques treated like lepers Relegated to shadowy corners You will find me enshrined someday 01/05/2011 Author's Note: Poem-a-Day January 2011 #5 - an acrostic. Posted on 01/06/2011 Copyright © 2024 Linda Fuller Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Jim Benz on 01/06/11 at 01:15 AM I've never been inclined to follow the poems of poets who embark on this daily task of creative masochism, but your's have been much better than what I might normally expect. In other words, they've been pretty good. This one, with its sardonic twist at the end, is no exception. In the form of an acrostic, its even better yet. nice job Linda. Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/06/11 at 01:43 AM This one really hits many marks for me. You build this simple scene so well; I especially like the quiet dust and that end line caps it. Thank you. Posted by George Hoerner on 01/06/11 at 02:14 AM Ya well, just come and talk to me about memory in about 10 years!! Really nice write though! Now what was going to do next. Posted by Shonda Creemer on 01/06/11 at 03:25 AM Another excellent write. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)