Of Which Memories

Poetry by Keira Fulton-Lees

Published in

ILLUMINATION

Oct 27, 2019

Of which memories can you hold onto
When your’re twice at once the self
The soul walks in the vortex
Of what little is still left

Of which memories can you walk with
When with each waking moment
The soul walks against the grain
Of the will to then commence

Of which memories can you believe in
When the one who died still lives
The soul hides in the shadows
Of reminders that deceive

Of which memories should be hidden
When should lines be drawn in sand
The soul opens the window
Of the mirrors you can stand

Of which memories to hold on to
When you no longer have a past
The soul relives in tandem
Of the two as one at last