Delicate ink

in the faded pages 
of this old book 
memories danced 
in delicate ink 
within those worn lines
the scent of a forgotten summer 
hung in the air
mingling with the crisp pages
every turn revealed pieces 
of a life once lived
etching the essence of existence 
onto blank paper
it cradled whispered secrets 
and the echoes of a soul 
reaching for the infinite 

and as the story unfolds
its final page beckons 
reminding me
to savor the present
for it too shall become
just another memory 

10 thoughts on “Delicate ink

  1. OMG!! One of your very best, Sweet Poet!!! From the very first word to the last was an amazing experience. Every line like a bite of an exquisite morsel or chocolate or a slow visual of the very words you wrote. This one keep me on a high from first to last word. Be sure this is included in your top 10 list! When I finished I heard myself going Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!!! Belissimo, Dearest, Bellissimo!!
    Chuck 😊😁😍💖💕🌹

      • Aww, Thank you Sweet Poet!! I can’t tell you how much I love and adore your poetry and the words that you pen!!! You know how easily they touch my heart!!! They plant seeds of inspiration in my soul! I love the way your words whisper to me!!! I’m always anxious to read your daily posts!! Not sure you are right about me but I sure love trying and wanting to be!! 😊😁😍💖🌹

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