Trapped

 

Captured in the crystals
The shapes in dark
And light

Like shadows
In the morning
Or figures trapped
In night

Visions,
Feelings
Call you

If you
Can
See
Them here

What confidence
And passion
Made making them
So dear

Should I then develop
These seconds
From the past

With smiles
And tears
To kindle
And broken love
To last

Would that you could see them
A flame or two alight

Some laughter and
Some passion
A spark of
Thence delight

Trapped in black
And yellow
In these little cans

Memories
In image
Here
Within my lonely hand

Mando

Copyright © 2015 Carl Atteniese Jr., AKA ‘Mando’, All rights reserved.

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