Keepsake

KEEPSAKE

Here am I
Memorising
A present as a past
A past as a present – My
Own ouroboros am I
A memory maker
Making more
Making do

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 2, 2018, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. Profound, especially when thought of as being one’s own ouroboros.

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  2. Excellent , Ben. Clever use of the word ouroboros. Which I had to look up.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Clever and thought-provoking, Ben.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. making good
    on those
    recollections πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Wonderful writing, Ben, and I had to look up ouroboros, too. πŸ™‚

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