Fictitious Poems

Sometimes i write a poem

which is a fictional story.

These fictions as i know’em

are not fading memory.

I insist they're not a lie

and i’d like to tell you why.

My memories fade away

but stories are here to stay.

Imagination is the clue

that makes such stories be true.

Somewhere in an endless sky

is where we meet – God and i.

And God says, “Yes, go ahead.

Memories will soon be dead.”

Walt Abbott – 5-1-2011