Déjà vu

Reading quietly; a vision
by my fifty year younger eyes flashes
so quickly that, moments later,
only the feeling remains.
No vision to be seen and remembered,
only the sensation engendered
and remembered as true.
Why now? No clue.
Unsettling…but why?
And why a flurry of such now?
Is it the present frustration
at the ephemeral flash
or the lingering vestige
of what was felt then?

© J. Risdon 041010


One response to “Déjà vu

  1. I like this.

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