Unveiled

A blank page
That has not spoken to him
for so very long
Remembers him so much younger
paler
less sure of who he was
where he could go.
that person still lives
beneath the skin
hiding behind veils of time
and humour
the blank page still knows him
still spoke to him
though the years
all the changes
the rushing torrents that carried him
and his children
family
friends
lovers
an ever growing mass
towards the inevitable conclusion.
No, all that has passed
cannot hide him
he is still there.
he used to write poetry
and ache for unrequited love
worry about things
that do not concern him now
dream about things
that have come and gone
or never came at all
and now he comes to visit
after so many years
the blank page
welcomes him
as if he'd never been away.