#Promptuarium
13th September 2018
Hidey Holes in the place where I rest my head
hold memories, to recall and to cherish
programmes of events and photographs
uniform pins of times gone by
Old cameras look on in awe as
24 stills turn to 48 turn to over a 100
as film turns to cartridge and to chip
how many memories are on the corner of my desk ?
Archives of old journals and diaries
now playing hide and seek
in the corner of a wardrobe space
On occasion, shown the light to read
And what of the tapes and videos
now boxed away ?
The machines can no longer play
Tape recorder occasionally used, video cassette – gathering dust
