Poetry

Poem: Ragged Memories by Mark Tulin

 

His memories live

in his worn out

woolen blankets,

full of holes

and frayed at the edges.

His dreams dwell

in faded tattoos,

barely visible,

yet the pain remains.

©️mark tulin

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

12 comments on “Poem: Ragged Memories by Mark Tulin

  1. I really like your poetry and therefore have nominated you for a liebster award: https://theglobalaussie.com/liebster-award-2018/

  2. Intense.I love it🖤

  3. My memories are As pure as gold! Stories I have under my grandparents Apricot trees! Oh! How precious they are

  4. So moving and powerful!!! Bravo!

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