Someday I will be long dead
And someone will think of me
They will be no one I can hear
They will be no one I can see
In this time I shall feel nothing
Existing only in memory
May I exist as hope
In this future mental interaction
May I exist as love
Despite my corporeal retraction
May you feel me rise through you mind
A wave redirected by refraction
Through life’s tangled mass of possibilities
Pointing to a bright new direction
Gene G. McLaughlin 2020
Melody memory
Bring me home
Personal history’s
Tides and foam
In search of something
Long did I roam
Indivisible
But
Revisable
Gene G. McLaughlin 2014
What is regretted
Should be grasped
And forgotten
Good life is abetted
By short memory
Of mistakes begotten
Rumination
Leads to
Rotten
Gene G. McLaughlin 2014
All is forgiven
In the end
The leaves fall to ground
The sins of summer
Are forgotten
By the colorful silent observers
As their roots
Absorb their memories
In spring
Their brethren
Will view the season of rebirth
As something new
With no judgement
Only hope
In brilliant green
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
After you died
In my dreams
I only saw you
Diminished and fading
At the end
Now I see you
Young
Tan
Standing
In the sun
Smiling
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
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