Memories In The Crystal Ball

Pondering memories

 

The brain is like a crystal ball that memories pass through.

We ponder them each day.

Loveable memories are nestled in the cleft of our hearts

for safe keeping.

Hurtful memories burn deep, searing the soul,

leaving opened wounds.

O happy memories heal our wounds that we may

be whole once again.

 

We count our memories one by one,

to see what life has done.

Memories are infinite.

Some we wish to dispose of,

others we wish to maintain forever.

Redemption from the bad memories we seek.

 

Our eyes are transfixed on the crystal ball.

We smile

We cry

We're happy

We're sad

 

Standing on the stormy banks of memories,

surface becomes slippery.

We fall in the depth of sadness.

Reaching up we try to pull free.

Grasping hold of tiny specks of happy memories,

refusing to let them escape.

 

Do not cater to bad memories any longer.

Let the good memories unfold,

blossom into a beautiful picture to nature into

hope and happiness.

For life is memories,

and memories are life.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Hope you like, please tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Jeff]

I love what you did here! It's very creative and perfectly written and expressed!

[Stef Outsiders]

What an amazing piece! "for life is memories and memories are life" love that! well done!

[Coyote Poetry]

True wisdom in your words. Life will have many downfalls. We need to look for the positive. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Tina Kline]

Creative imagery and a very positive message. Memories make us who we are, the good, the bad, the ugly and the beautiful. But dwelling on the positive memories make is strong and the bad memories drag us down. Love your beautiful poem and the important message you deliver in it. Excellent write.

[KAREN]

I liked it alot!
Standing on the stormy banks of memories,
surface becomes slippery.
We fall in the depths of sadness.
Reaching up we try to pull free.
Grasping hold of tiny specks of happy memories,
refusing to let them escape.

[Rosey]

"Grasping hold of tiny specks of happy memories" I love this! That line hit me at my core, which hardly ever happens. Good write!

[Kelley]

Do you guys write in Tandem.....smiles
I liked your poem because it made me feel like
something mystical could pop right off the page.
Anyway great job thanks for sharing.

Kelley

[A. Fischer]

That's right...the good and bad. It's what we have.

Thanks for sharing!

[G. K. Bostic]

I love the image of the brain as a crystal ball that memories pass through. It is unique. And the memories become more and more of a treasure with each passing year. The wise learn not to waste their lives looking back at the painful memories. Their only usefulness is as a tool of learning. Rather one can look at the beautiful memories of all the joy and blessings life has bestowed upon them.
"Standing on the stormy banks of memories.." Love this....I think this may be my favorite of all of your writings so far. Very much enjoyed!!

[Ladysue]

Oh this is a beautiful message...love the ending lines...wonderfully done...