Wisps

Bride piano music fog mist

Ancient mournful melodies
Echo ’round the stars;
Broken jagged memories
Beat their wings inside a jar.
Smiling blue-eyed monster
Grows flowers in his hands;
Champagne bubbles fizzle
Like poison on the sand.
Wisps of long-discarded scenes
Flutter bravely through my dreams.

~*~
©️2022 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted.

14 responses to “Wisps

  1. Love the flow of this poem Paula

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  2. perfect description of being haunted by an ex 😦

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Beautiful, Paula. 💖

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Such wonderful metaphors for memories!

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