Here is your memory
a box
a cube
a dream
a fantasy.
Here is your future
exploding
imploding
eroding
Here is
a box
a cube
a dream
a fantasy
exploding
imploding
eroding.
Here:
a box
exploding
a cube
imploding
a dream
eroding
a fantasy
here
future
memory.
Shawn L. Bird 
Never a truer word spoken
Thanks
i like all da parts but da eroding part lol…kewl one…..hugz to u frum Q:)
The eroding is the truest part! lol
this is beautiful!
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Memories erode – if not they explode…or implode. This is great!
Ellespeth
Glad you like it
I love this. It makes me aware today that there are many moving parts, and they all play together, potentially. How will my parts play today? How much control do I have over the way they do?
How much control *don’t* I have?
It’s fascinating to me how the words we put out there are shaped and molded by the readers. Each person seizes a distinct meaning. Thanks for sharing yours!
memories
creating
personal, social
identities
~
our bodies
packaging
holding
the content
I do so enjoy your poetical comments, Geo Sans! Thank you!
enjoy
~
reading
reflecting
your
words
Love the use of language in this one! simple yet powerfully gets the point across! Bravo
Thanks. I do like playing with the words. You never know what’s going to come together, or quite what it will reveal.
Fantastic 🙂
Thanks.
I like this very much love the way the shape of the poem reflects the message, as if it’s being nibbled away around the edge. And of course erosion is a form of shape-shifting and transformation – sometimes from one beautiful shape to another as we can see when contrasting the Rockies and the Appalachians. So glad you liked my poem so I could find yours.
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Hey thanks for the follow! As an analytical idealist, an ENTP if you will, I am inspired to connect more with the abstract and attempt to connect it with the absolutes 🙂 dreams do come in boxes, and the future has been seen yet merely forgotten
Hello ENTP from ENTJ.