Sea of Memory

Sands of time are fleeting and we long for that distant show of our past selves.

I dip my toes in the sea of memories

Watching the seconds wash away with the tide

Waiting to see the reflection of a sun that once was

Listening to the echoes bounce off the waves that repeat

From a single ripple

 

It’s tempting like the Devil’s drink

To dive deeper into the sea

Swim against the tide called time

Breathe the preserved oxygen of yesterday

Or maybe the day before

 

If I do, I could only observe

My feet wouldn’t reach the bottom where those seconds went

If I try, I would surely drown

I would die trying to drink the water of my youth

And soon the present would begin to be washed away with the sea

                  Leaving me behind.

 

So I walk along the sandy beach

Watching the seconds get pulled into the sea

Thinking, “That Footprint was a good memory.” 

Author's Note

One of my better ones. Let me know what you think.

Reviews

[A hare off]

I really enjoyed this and that final line really brought the entire piece together nicely. I like the thoughts this creates, how life is experienced and the past keeps swimming about us creating these memories.

[madranting]

This was good, I was little thrown off by Breathe the preserved oxygen of yesterday Or maybe the day before" I kept thinking you were referring to yesterday twice, but maybe you meant "maybe not yesterday, but the day before that."

I do like how you wrote this, it's almost like you were saying, "Good bye" to yourself and your ready to move on with your life.