Memory lane

PHOTO PROMPT © Stephen Baum

Searching through the narrow tunnels of gray

a memory arises, like a sliver of light piercing fog,

pushing aside the dark and dank:

gentle breezes,hair on tip-toe

deluge of drizzles, dizzily moist

fragrant earth, musky breath

flutter of butterflies, buttery fingers

velvety moss, finger-tip sparklers

benevolent sunshine, lukewarm inferno

Ah! the might of a stolen kiss!

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This picture at first sight took me to a dark place but the light at the end of the tunnel led me  to the beginning of a tunnel: a hallway in my college, not very different from the picture in that it was long -dark-dank. At the end of that hallway ,during break, stood my boyfriend waiting for me, in front of the principals office…the best place to meet without generating  gossip.

I struggled to recreate that romantic moment in words..maybe because we wanted to steal kisses but actually didn’t …or maybe because the moment belongs to a different lifetime…or maybe it was a dream and this boyfriend was just a figment of my imagination.

My boyfriend and I lost touch on the day of my marriage…one minute he was there looking deep into my eyes, the next he was lost in the crowd. I have never seen him since…I suspect my husband is holding him captive in a dark underground tunnel..

I dedicate this poem to my one and only boyfriend on the occasion of his recent birthday.

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This 56 word poem is written in response to the 100 word photo challenge  posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Field each week.

Click on the ‘blue frog’  below to read other amazing takes, that fellow Friday Fictioneers have, on the same photo prompt:

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23 responses to “Memory lane

  1. Would it be unchivalrous of me to say that I liked your explanation better than your poem?
    And in my opinion your husband is a lucky man, still looking into your eyes…

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    • It would be honest of you and honesty is chivalry. I did struggle with the poem so I’m not surprised.
      And I keep reminding my husband, now and then, how unbelievably lucky he is 😉

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  2. Nice, what a sweet memory

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  3. I liked that secret meeting mystery and how she thinks of her BF on his first birthday since her marriage. Could feel the desire and longingness. Good one!

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  4. The poem is lovely! Engages all our senses in creating the memory. Sweet!

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  5. Lovely memory and interesting true life in your explanation.

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  6. Beautiful poem! I loved the alliteration in the middle and the “butterflies” to “buttery”.

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  7. Dear Ansumani,

    The poem is sweet. However your explanation of it at the end could easily qualify as your story as well. I enjoyed both.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  8. Oh that story.. It gave the full strength to that poem. They are great when paired together.

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  9. I found the poem beautiful. It speaks to the senses, the little memory snippets are very vivid and a sweet memory of young love. Combined with your explanation, it’s wonderfully romantic.

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  10. Fascinating poem and story, with some intriguing layers to it. I felt like I was being pulled into this whirlpool of feeling and thought as I read.

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  11. I agree. The poem was full of great description. The explanation at the end was like a story following it. I enjoyed both. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  12. Dazzling use of the words.

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