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The archives of joy

By Colleen Millsteed Published 9 months ago β€’ 1 min read
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I often wander the corridors of forgotten times,

Reliving the experiences that gave my heart joy,

A brimming heart full of the possibility of love,

And random moments I got to enjoy.


I whisper through the quietude of melancholy,

As I remember the sensation of a passionate kiss,

A word breezily thrown my way for my ears alone,

And the enormity of a loss that painfully persist.


The years swallowed around the lump in my throat,

A reminder of the intensity of a glorious passion,

A forgotten tingle of sensitive fingertips,

A shoulder offered in a moment of compassion.


A sensation of confidentiality accessed on the airwaves,

A distance so vast as to mask the opportunity,

Questing for a thirst of the forgotten past,

When love was held within two sets of hands in unity.


A screenplay rolls with snippets from the vault,

Mingling with the archival joy of timeless thought,

Reliving the preciousness of a divine connection,

Disintegrating when destruction once again fraught.


Tender moments locked deeply within the chambers of my heart,

Revisited only on the randomness of whimsical emotions,

When love’s sustainability was forever questioned,

And belief was favoured over the simplest devotions.


The strength of a desire so pure as to be righteous,

Eclipsing the hardened heart with its inflexibility,

Melting the steel chains within the keeping of a prisoner,

Carrying through the abyss in a chorus of adaptability.


I traverse the archived files of love, passion and joy,

Reliving the feelings in the comfort of my heart,

Is there a possibility of rekindled emotions?

The taking up of the flame allowing a loving heart to restart?

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Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry β€” it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves β€” I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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Comments (7)

  • Freddie's Lost Treasures9 months ago

    How do we restart in our lives? Do we explore different areas of the world, change our profession, retire from our job? It is a question that only you can answer. Nice read. You may also enjoy the following: https://vocal.media/psyche/the-struggles-and-benefits-of-advocating-for-a-cause Thanks for sharing.

  • Well I think there is always a possibility for the heart to restart but do we want it to, is the real question. Your poem was very deep and thought provoking! I loved it my friend!

  • Carol Townend9 months ago

    Descriptive, conversational, expressive, emotional, heartfelt and warming. This is fantastic writing that resonates deeply with the reader.

  • Incredible β€οΈπŸ“πŸ’―πŸ‘Œ

  • Babs Iverson9 months ago

    Lovely tender and memorable!!! Love it!!!β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’•

  • Cathy holmes9 months ago

    Oh my. This is spectacular. Well done, my friend.

  • "Misty water-color memories of the way we were." Breaking our hearts & making us ache all over again. We know we love by the way we grieve who & what have been lost.

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