“ The Face ” ~ in my mind ~


The face I see

If I should look

Intently so,

Its likeness

Staring at me

Be one I know

From years ago

Pre thirty-three,

Yet still can’t see

Abiding visage be

Beyond a score

Plus ten or more,

When melancholy

Told of bygone days,

That did assure

Past dances pure

Stay in my mind,

Sustained alive

Neath the surface

Of infinitude,  

A facsimile

That interfaces,

With life my circus

Of continuous change,

As time sculpts crags

Upon what’s mine,

Though what remains

In time’s erratic bane,

Be not the face

Lives in my mind!

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