memory lane: the nature of remembering

how do I remember
the days strolling by
covered in a mist
of forgotten time –
golden light,
or cold touches of dark

snatches of feeling
summoned by a scent
a sight familiar
as if I have seen it
before, somewhere
hidden in my mind

the blacks and whites
have faded now
even shades of grey
have become less
recognisable, instead
the world is multicoloured

crimson, cerise,
aquamarine streak
through my memory
each representing
a thought, a feeling
a certain moment

closing my eyes
to feel the sunshine
recognising the warmth
on my skin, as I
acknowledge the memories
of a hundred rays

I understand
what summer smells like,
where winter leads me,
where spring lifts me,
where autumn encases me
in memories of fallen leaves

for I have seen them before –
triggers, reminders
of what has been and what
has been remembered…
and I wonder at those things
I have forgotten.

A slightly unorthodox entry, I know. I hope it still counts 🙂


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5 thoughts on “memory lane: the nature of remembering

  1. Lynnette Kraft says:

    People who can write poetry amaze me. If you haven’t yet, you should join in my daughter’s Monthly Monday Poetry. She does it the first Monday of every month.Anyway…the seasons are all special and it is wonderful how each one has it’s own familiar scents and beauties – and yet life is like that too isnt’ it? It’s interesting that each season of our life holds it’s own familiar signs that so easily come back to mind with a simple reminder. It was just beautiful.


  2. Linda says:

    I liked this poem and the rest of your blog too!I liked the picture of the rose. I love roses.I like the words on the side going down the alphabet, describing you and your likes!I like a lot of the things you like!And I like you! (:>)Look at my blog today if you get a chance. I wrote a poem about Motherhood.Thanks!Linda


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