The Book of Memory

“All of a writer’s creations are but a ghost of the Truth, as ephemeral as are all the works of humanity in this world within time.”  Ashley Bell, Dean Koontz

You were the product of persistent memory,
a working character from my dreams.
The complexity of you surprised me but
it need not have come as a surprise
because I was the one who created you.
That you would be revealed as the antagonist
who shadows my life and obstructs my dreams
should have come as no surprise to me.
I crafted the complexity of you, the essence of you
with my imagination and so it was I who
placed the stars in your eyes and created the mask
that was destined to one day fall away.
You were a product of all the books I read as a kid,
books I read when I should have been sleeping,
from many moons ago, when I thought my blanket a shield
that could protect me from things that went
bump in the night especially after I’d stayed up reading.
By creating you, stitching you together with all
the bad guys in all of my stories, I knew those stories
would always remain with me even when you would not.
Still, after all those years, I can find you on every page
of the book I can never choose to read too much.

Peace & Love,
Rosalind

 

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About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link: http://www.amazon.com/Rosalind-Guy/e/B00BGH5F88/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1432491754&sr=8-1.
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