Posted in Poems - A Collection of Expressions

Twilit Teachings

I have memories

Of long forgotten dreams

Kept inside my looking glass

Another reality

That only I can see

It may concern others

It only comforts me

I cannot imagine myself

Without all those strings and coils

Added to our mortal one

That we pretend to forget

Hoarding Life in all its frenzy

Every snippet a link

To a feeling we once felt

With a person, place or thing

Sometimes we let it all

Unravel past us

Watching them float past

Light as water

Formless as a drop of oil

Until we are once again

Little girls and little boys

Playing idly with

Dolls of leaves

Or horses made of sticks and weeds

Each with a mighty name

Champions of mud and pain

Most of what we learn you see

Of honour and nobility

Of banners tall and chivalry

Of courage bolstered

With battered hope

Sisyphus’ toils on hopeless slopes

Is learnt amidst those lesser years

Tender as new shoots of green

When imagination as Charon

Leads to pure Elysium

And Helen welcomes

With bloodstone bright

All gentle ones to the light

Refreshing weary

Treating scars

Of battles fought

‘Neath green and stars

Teaching softly of battles

Yet to be won

From tales of old

So deftly spun

That Troy’s old horse becomes

But a memory of childhood years

Floating past me on waters calm

Leaving me

With memories

Under the dappled sun.


© Ruth P. – 2016

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An avid reader, thinker, daydreamer and listener. I like black cats and warm rain and fast cars. And oh yes, I quite like to write too!!

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