Memories by Rose Menyon Heflin

Distant mountains echo,

Thunderous,

In my heart.


Meanwhile, my mind

Sways gently

To looming branches

Concealed within my

Mental fog.


Unable to grasp them,

To climb,

I am left, 

Forlornly

On the ground,


My heartbeat

Eroding slowly

With each passing year 

And every falling teardrop.


Rose Menyon Heflin is a poet and artist from Wisconsin who loves nature. Her camera is named Nessie after the Loch Ness Monster, and her machete is named Carmen after the opera protagonist. Among other venues, her work has recently been published or is forthcoming in Bramble, The Closed Eye Open, Eastern Structures, The Light Ekphrastic, Littoral Magazine, Plum Tree Tavern, Red Alder Review, Sparked Literary Magazine, and Visual Verse,

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