Clinging

The images and sounds 
from those days have 
stayed with me. 

Just pieces of moments 
so innocent and random...

Yet they cling to me 
as stubbornly as wet clothing...  

Unable to be dried 
and impossible to disrobe.

October 8, 2021October 28, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Clinging, Gone, Me, Memories, Poetry, Stuck 10 Comments

10 thoughts on “Clinging”

Cassa Bassa says:

Oct 08, 2021 at 6:13 am

Brilliant!

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Oct 12, 2021 at 3:38 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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Hobbo says:

Oct 08, 2021 at 7:22 am

A super metaphor. 🙂👍

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Oct 12, 2021 at 3:41 pm
  
  Thank you!!
  
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Jorge Medico says:

Oct 08, 2021 at 5:05 pm

Nice imagery! Keep up the good work.

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Oct 12, 2021 at 3:42 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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Little Charmer says:

Oct 09, 2021 at 6:28 am

🖤🖤

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Art Hernandez says:

Oct 19, 2021 at 6:23 pm

very nice arrangement of words and imagery

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Oct 22, 2021 at 5:41 am
  
  Thank you Art! ❤️
  
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  - Art Hernandez says:
    
    Oct 22, 2021 at 6:36 am
    
    🙂 good morning
    
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