Painted Memories

I painted over my memories of you
sometimes in gold, mostly in blue
I changed my image of you, Picasso
Or maybe it was more like Matisse

Jagged edges, or displaced features
all in 3-D. Maybe some Van Gogh or Dali, too.
I’m learning now how not to paint over you

doing my best to keep it all as was
washing away the black washes
memories held in small swaths

hard to be a true witness of my truth
when i change the past and how i feel
about what happened based on
current circumstances

allowing the memories to remain
just as they were without being tainted
by the emotions that swirl and twirl
like snow in a globe,
around my paintings of you.

image: google