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Meter Monday: "Stolen Memories"

Meter Monday: "Stolen Memories"

by Muneeza Sheikh

 

Do you remember when,

Mother baked small cakes

Placed on delicate china plates

Beaded on the edges with pearl,

And on the wall dimly lit hangings that displayed father's rich curls?

 

Seeking refuge in the velvety Turkish rug that matted below,

Rich and velvety apple wood burned in the room.

Not thick and musky that hung in the air, no, not this fume.

But light enough to caress the slight curve on your arm when you were lost whilst foxtrot,

As if his silky tie begged to undo the knot.

 

If only he had taken the teddy bear,

Ripped and dirty it may be, fair.  

It would have completed the scene

He would have looked more like us, sans canteen.

 

But now, the mud-filled puddles we danced in

Became his new home.

And he couldn’t help but think

That the first raindrops before a wild storm

Were only his own.


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