With new glasses my world has aged

faces stunning like old brickwork

staring back at my amazement


with new glasses my world swims up close

like a mad eye, nothing can be missed

clouds become personal, pavements etched


and I can see young minds making much of little

in the blend of the new and the old

threatening reproach beyond the glass.


Then finally folded away with a click

stowaways on a clear day

my new glasses peer round their tiny coffin

like a blink extinguished.




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Sun 25th Sep 2016 17:05

Yes Colin, a curious afterthought , probably requiring counselling (for me that is). Imagine one day having a chip fitted to glasses that logs memories, like a minute by minute diary. You never know.

I hope you're back safe and sound and enjoying the footfall in the good old UK once again.

Regards, Ray

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Sun 25th Sep 2016 09:19

tiny coffin is good - there's more to be made of that.

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