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A Poem by:

Patricia H. Regensburg

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A half remembered poem, a dream,

a scent, a touch, a careless style,

a memory now here, now gone

elusive as an infant's smile.


Was there caprice, a transient glow

that brought me joy, or was it grief?

Through shadowed paths of time I search,

illusion mocks me, time's a thief.


My eyes have paled to emptiness

this wintry vista never planned,

my soundless song no longer sung

my footprints leave no mark on sand.


How tenuous my days, so thin

that I could slip through falling rain

and stay untouched by any drop

of fearful joy or daunting pain.


Yet something magic once filled me

and dim remembrance clouds the pain

of dissipating into air

with no one knowing I was there.


Patricia H. Regensburg
Copyright © 2000

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