can't recall

The issue is not what I remember,

but what I forgot.

 My childhood was such

that events intertwine

and cause and effect switch places.

 I remember the places clearly

and the dread I felt

in a particular moment,

but what was happening

and why it was happening?

That I cannot recall.

My sister is older

and her account is less dramatic

 or less emotional if you will.

Still, her early childhood is blurry as well.

There’s something about those lazy days,

 those long days that keeps them

 out of reach. 

Reviews

[Richard simpson]

It's an amazing poem by an amazing guy! It's spectacular and dwelling between what is real and or fake in the reality of today's world. There's little eternal sadness that climbs and stands on you neck hairs. It leaves you hanging on the edge for more. I know it will be loved by who ever reads it. More feelings in the next one please that's all I advise. Thank you -----Richard :)

[Inda]

thanks for the kind words, means a lot. will take your advise into account. :)

[Sharon Miller Bolander]

Oh, yes, so near and yet so far. Sometimes I wonder whether what I remember from childhood would be viewed the same if I could glance back through the window of time. Enjoyed pondering the possibilities as I thought about your poem! Sharon