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Nominated Again

12/18/2014

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This time by James. My words are: Silver, Bonanza, Wall, Capture, Illusion, and Ticklish

The Treachery of Memories

History is ticklish.
You simply need
to poke and prod it
a little to make
it writhe and squirm,
twist and contort,
showing anogther
side of itself.

No one suspects
the severe face
trapped in silver halide
on grandma's wall
to be the same face that grinned
with childish glee
as Bonanza's own Lorne Greene
battled evil rovots. That same mouth
spoke of time-travelling call boxes 
and sword-fights in space while those
eyes sparked with wonder.

In a momentary lapse,
a flash of light capures
the illusion which, for generations
will be handed down as
reality.
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