Yesterday’s Memories
there is a saying if you want to make god laugh make a plan
perhaps only a skeleton of a plan if plans are too detailed they fail
my best plan is to make the most of everyday write and paint
this present moment inside/outside make it visible
laugh a little laugh a lot sing a song
hum a tune never look in the rearview mirror all of texas is there
sailing, fishing long stretches of empty highways the little girl i was
stay in the present the past is where you are
son of mine straight as a stick sun-streaked hair
if the door is cracked just a little memories rush in
no need to return even though i miss the gulls screaming & diving
their keen eyes look for me the water laps the pier the sun burns hot
memories seared into my heart stacked like pancakes drizzled with syrup
January 9, 2018
8 comments:
It's amazing how many memories can fit through a small crack. One wee reminder, and the past unfolds around us as if no time has passed.
Oh you have written this exactly the way I have been feeling it these days, the door slightly ajar to the past, glimpses, the focus on today.........really beautiful, Annell.
A hint of nostalgia, especially poignant to me: memories stacked like pancakes.
Thank you!
I think the past works exactly like this... through small peaks into the past. Sometimes it's all we can bear.
Just beautiful.. memories slipping in through the cracks and the imagery of the rearview mirror and the pancake analogy..
I must visit the past snippets lest I am so overwhelmed it steals my today.
Letting those memories seep through is always comforting and dangerous, sometimes at the same time, and most times overwhelming. A powerful poem, Annell,
Your words are beautiful Annell, and making the most of everyday is the wisest of plans.
But memories do slip through into our thoughts and for a while, for good or for bad, change our present...and then we let them slip out again...and live for the hoped beauty of today.
Much love
Anna :o]
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