Gone Missing

I don’t think I’m the only one who puts things in safe places and then can’t remember where the safe place is. Or I go looking for something and then can’t remember what I’m looking for. Just those days when there’s too much going on,  I’ve too much on my mind …

GONE MISSING

I lost what I was looking for
whatever it was
shoe    light switch
bridle    mail slot

 

if I could peer
round that building
over that hedge
I’d find     hang onto
if I knew what it was

flat tire     scarf
tree where we picnicked
anchor    cry of actors

oh the frustration
of catching that glimpse
as it flicks out of sight
a rattling echo
of something or other

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first published in the Camel Saloon

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Those Blue Shoes for ages 7-11 … Weston’s … skill in juggling time past with time present … the plot unfolds with fast-paced action, mystery, suspense and even a ghost. Joan Givner

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