Prompt – forgotten technologies

Poetry form – acrostic and ottava rima

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Chasing memories of a blissful past

a plastic treasure falls into my lap,

safe and raw, its delicate coils depart

slowly into a rhythmic motion trap,

echoing the sound of nostalgic art

till the sides finish, I press on recap,

to remind myself of forgotten pain

enjoying the strips swirl in refrain.

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©️ Sonakshi
17/04/2020