Silent current

Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current;no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away M.Aurelius

Just like the water polishes a cobble after cobble

and the sharpness with the stream is falling away,

all these little things get smaller all the time of the day

travelling with the silent current as they wobble

 

in my mind and the image I keep is fading in a haze

just like a very old ink written on an ancient parchment

it disentangles as a beloved but threadbare garment

it resembles to the feeling and the look upon my face

 

will I then forget how you look and who you are

or will I miss you every morning less and less

on a certain moment finding your presence even bizarre

 

will I have so many doubts that I simply only can guess

the name I gave you when I caress, it flies and is too far,

for me I hope to be wrong, this way is not at all a bless.

 

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

30/04/2015

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful photo and good words.
"in my mind and the image I keep is fading in a haze
just like a very old ink written on an ancient parchment
it disentangles as a beloved but threadbare garment
it resembles to the feeling and the look upon my face"
You create visions and thoughts with your powerful words. Thank you Rudi for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you very much, John, glad you liked this one too. :) Rudi

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome.

[Delmar Cooper]

Good work. I like the images and the relationship of those to people.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Delmar, for passing by and reading and reviewing my poem. Have a good day. :) Rudi

[B]

Your memories here are flowing so nicely
So smoothly in a painless fashion

I do not see sadness
I see deep love for what once was
And i feel you have so much power over things that they do not write you
You write them
Love your work by the way

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Nisreena, I'm passionately in love with words and how I can weave them into feelings and meanings, to put images and thoughts on paper so that anybody can say: that's what is feel, that's what I think. :) Rudi

[613]

This was beatufiully executed. Well done.

- Brittney

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you so much, Brittney, glad you liked it too. :) Rudi

[613]

You're welcome!

[MsJewel]

It is sad how memories seem to fade over the years...
Your poem brought me back to my father's last few months, when he didn't recognize his family and friends...the sadness I felt for him - and still do is overpowering.
Your words have touched my heart Rudi. Wonderful writing my friend

Julie

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Julie. I guess everyone has someone he knows in his family or amongst his friends who have experienced what I wrote about in my poem. It's a sad way to go like this. :) Rudi

[Jamestown]

Powerful piece of work that holds sad but true effects of growing old!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, James, fortunate that we can get old, but some effect of it are very unfortunately as for the person in question as for their relatives and friends. :) Rudi

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Ageing is a 'silent current' and while it does smooth the rough edges of life's events, it can also take from us the memories we cherish. I loved the movement in this piece, Rudi... well done!

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, FT, glad you liked it. Is one of my favourites too. My grandmother at the end didn't recognize anybody anymore, even her own husband. She also had broken her hip so she was also immobilized. A harsh way to go, I guess. :) Rudi

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For too many, I am afraid... you are welcome!