by Richard Tornello
To be dug out, a prize surprise on some more relaxed ending day.
Hidden treasures buried deep and lay forgotten.
Thoughts and action; truth and lies,
these treasures once solid, then considered
now deep in the swamp of memory
buried peel-by-peel never to see the light of day.
The good and the trash; the solid and the hash
forgotten images mapped.
And then before him a burst of light,
The smugglers cove of memory.
© 2013 Richard Tornello
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