Michel M.J. Shore



The sound of a song

Catches me unaware,

Leaving me vulnerable;


Without my suit of armour,

Certain emotions recall

Vibrant memories;


Then painted on a canvas,

Bringing the past

To the present again;


How powerful

The language of music

To bridge time;


All is screened once more,

In continuous loops,

Retrieved from space deep within


Where time stands still

And greets space,

Once again for you and me;


Until the song then stops

And my suit of armor returns,

Only to be removed,


If the song

Is played again,

And screened once more.

About the Author
Michel M.J. Shore is a retired judge of the Federal Court of Canada and recently made a home in Israel. He is the writer of several published books and poetry collections.
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