Keys by Dianne Klammer
13th August 2011 | 0 Comments
Every time I search For my lost keys I think of you. In my coat, at the bottom of a purse, in a messy drawer hiding underneath the bed, in a shoe, in my left shirt pocket. A place I would look to retrieve something hidden in my memory that I still need to get [...]
Tags: bed, cold, conceit, Counseling Psychologist, Dianne Klammer, drawer, Fast, fate, Forward, Keys, level horizon, lost keys, memory, Midwifery Today, Mix, mix tape, monkey puzzle, nadir, naturalist, October, ordinary life, own music, Pirene, Place, POETRY, Press, purse, Puzzle, puzzle press, refuge, road riches, rubble, self criticism, shirt, shoe, shooting the moon, something, sudden gift of fate, time, writer, zenith
Filed under: Poetry
