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Images
by Terry Olynik
Over the crawl of decades,
Your image has gently faded,
Perhaps mercifully from my mind.
Your taking when you left,
Of every single photographic image,
Furthers the diminution of my remembrance.
I suppose if the need be,
Should my memory need a jog,
I could consult the composite police sketches.
02/27/2010 Posted on 02/28/2010
Copyright © 2025 Terry Olynik
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 02/28/10 at 01:42 AM The end of this was a surprise and brings to mind a whole new image. Interesting and also scary in a way. I like! |
| Posted by V. Blake on 02/28/10 at 03:45 AM You have this amazing and unique ability to effortlessly weave dark humor into the quintessentially poetic. It's brilliant, and I love it. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 02/28/10 at 04:45 AM You definately have a unique poetry style and wit...I have always loved and appreciated your humor, dark, devilish, or otherwise. :) |
| Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 03/02/10 at 03:45 AM Now I've had my belly laugh for the day. Thanks, Terry. |
| Posted by Wendy Sparling on 03/16/10 at 04:40 AM Great POTD!! I love your humor, Terry. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/18/10 at 02:54 PM just the right turn-of-a-card dark and impossible not to grin with grim thrill ;) |
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