Memories curl around the edges with age, yellowing <br />themselves with the passing years, incontinently <br />filling them with shame. <br /> <br />Guilt-ridden, down lanes of timeless, forbidden <br />images, protruding lances, cutting the edges of a <br />mind. <br /> <br />Solemnly pushing beneath the crib of innocence, <br />life-sustaining myths, perpetrated from fantasies, <br />standing always, unforgiven. <br /> <br />Touching life with stolen kisses, sealed tight in <br />dresses of shame, trimmed with guilt. <br /> <br />Fallen. Downcast. Hurting quietly beneath it all <br />inside.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aging-memories/
