It is amazing to me how sometimes a prompt will result in an immediate idea and flow of words. Like a tap being turned on. Other times a bit of effort is required. Occasionally, I find, I just don’t feel inspired and then I leave it. Forced writing is never work that I am ultimately pleased with. Happily, when I saw this divine photograph, this entire poem popped into my head, almost fully formed.

My mind’s eye

I reflect on my life

through my mind’s eye

Inspecting

Seeking

I open secret drawers

rummaging through

their hidden contents.

My childhood

A time of happiness

Innocence

and laughter.

My teenage years

I gently probe

Pulling out memories

Like old clothes

from the cupboard of time.

I run my eye over them

looking for rents,

tears and wrinkles.

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