La jeunesse ( Youth) ( revision of original)

Visions floating in airInnocence frozen in timeInsects trapped in amberWindows to bygone daysTruth we left behind

follettvogue

18 years 7 months ago

paula buckenham throuthout time, stages, many images erupting and yet in the end they fade away, loved this poem. paula .

18 years 7 months ago

but, sorry Michael, it still leaves me wanting more. Maybe that is the point? cheers, Jess

17 years 8 months ago

perhaps you posted it under 2 different titles. My new comment on re-reading it was that I thought it was fucking good. cheers, Jess