A Lasting Memory

a dream of whimsical dolls
party favors and girls wearing camisoles
lights of neon shining down
into the streets, among the crowd
woven together are streets paved of gold
while treading in my shoes, I've grown so old
sadness looms silently in the air
breathing of loneliness and of despair
a wave of calmness rushes within
seeing everything clear it soaks right in
the moment lasts forever in time
i can never find where i used to shine
words are difficult to sometimes express
they painstakingly give your soul a test
a test of courage and test of might
my words are always my everyday fight
ignorance may very well be bliss
but without words, my thoughts i would miss
i can't remember the memory of yesterday
i wait to see what you will say today
my books are gone and my notes are too
they were all thrown away, even stuff that i drew
physical capture is my solid emotion
if i am missing such, i lack positive devotion
come now, sit a spell with me
will you please begin a lasting memory?

 

Reviews

[Trée]

I love the layers you've created, the way the poem bookends a dream with a desire, the desire of an old soul, awash in the need of 'now' as the tide of yesterday fades with the sunset. A lasting memory, what a wonderful thought, to be that, to create as if with canvas and brush and paint the world of another with hope and joy and signed with smiles bright and easy. I like poems that tell a story, show the side of a soul often hidden in the shadows of our facades. Wonderful job!

[The Dark Priest]

"my books are gone and my notes are too
they were all thrown away, even stuff that i drew"
I felt your pain there! I once lost an entire novel that I had written, including the notes! I cried as if somebody died in my family... I love how you rhyme as well, it's great!