Love those age-scored lines
History in the making
A life being lived
.
CLP 01/05/2020
Love those age-scored lines
History in the making
A life being lived
.
CLP 01/05/2020
It hurt
“A fall?”
Jen asked, all innocent like
How sharp she wielded the scapel
Surely I don’t look that old?
Ooooh! It hurt
.
CLP 24/02/2020
With time they will be
Even colder than today
Still remains of me
.
CLP 18/02/2020
Her smile is wider than her head
A photo shows this when she was ten
Her brilliant eyes then shone so bright
Her teeth gleaming in black and white
And still after many colourful years
When distant childhood memories may bring on tears
She has that smile as wide today
What might spark it I cannot say
But it reveals like an evening primrose bloom
A late afternoon sunburst that fills the room.
.
CLP 19/11/2019
I don’t want to talk
About yesterdays because
I want tomorrows
.
n.b. Having good memories is nice, but making more of them is nicer. Look sharp! Eyes to the fore.
CLP 02/10/2019
Cluttered to rafters
Where to keep all the new stuff?
Something has to give
.
n.b. How does one keep track of a lifetime’s experience? What is retained, what forgot? What is important; what not?
Memories of long ago can resurface at the slightest prompt. These can be matters one had not held consciously for decades. Why do these reappear now?
One moment recalled can lead to a string of recollections, not always welcome, nor happy, yet sometimes funny, or joyous.
If we cannot forget how can we move on in life? The ability to forget is a gift too.
We all edit our life stories in the re-telling; to ourselves first, then to others. Who are we? Who we remember, or how others remember us?
Now, where did I put those keys?
CLP 21/09/2019