in the moment
floridian winter nights,the gentle lull of the river
and the kiss of the cool breeze
floridian winter nights -
downtown art festivals
and nostalgic memories
(nostalgia is the essence of christmas)
we try to create new memories
while holding on to the old ones,
in the end, memory is all that we have
but it's corrupted by nostalgia -
nothing is truly as we remember it
floridian winter nights,
street light reflections
in the peaceful river,
and inked paper
nostalgia pairs with expectations
and reality can't cope anymore,
but it's all in the head really,
we never really knew what was real
except in the moment
10/26/15
Poetry by Thomas Perdue
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Written on 2015-11-02 at 03:24
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