Triumphs of a Moment

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Can our arms embrace a memory?

Can they reach into the past

And retrieve a tender moment

Where its shadow long is cast?

Can lips whisper into being

What has slipped beyond the blue

Where the murmur of the night-wind

Rouses tear-framed thoughts of you?

Can we have within our holding

More than half-breaths as they slip

In vexation, melting softly

Like a snowflake on the lip?

There's no fulfillment in a shadow

Misery and mercy ache

In the vanquishment of moments

And the memories they make

Can our arms embrace the echo

As it drifts from down-cast skies?

...oh, it’s almost like we’re dancing

But I cannot find your eyes

© Janet Martin~