The Mind's Eye

January 26th 2011

Mend, Mend Memories;

you're into the distant darkness

Be a child again

Or move forward to new things

accept that what is done matters no more.

Let go.

Today happens only once.

This bright lit shine, or mist of fog

remains only once, never exactly the same.

Like driving in a 93' infinity with nothing to lose or gain.

The murky smell of dirt is so sweet

a reminder of what is real. 

As the sun descends into abyss,

and the stars show themselves openly,

I remember my first kiss

that one night I wish I could erase. 

Author's Note

Just a rough Draft.. but needed to write. tell me what you think and critique :)

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

Today happens only once.
This bright lit shine, or mist of fog
remains only once, never exactly the same.

Like driving in a 93' infinity with nothing to lose or gain.
The murky smell of dirt is so sweet
a reminder of what is real.

As the sun descends into abyss,
and the stars show themselves openly,
I remember my first kiss

that one night I wish I could erase.

This was pretty remarkable. I wouldn't change anything, it is perfect.

Some wonderful writing.
Antonio :)

[GTVile]

Great advice, really. There's no deleting the past, but there is learning from it. All memories are important, even if we fail to realize it, but we don't have to dwell in them.

[C.N.Moore]

Very deep - memories are so sensitive and can be so hard to heal. When almost anything can trigger them, it's like you have to find what doesn't remind you of them before you realize what does - Very nice.

[Liza]

your imagination combined with memories are heart felt and spilled smoothly onto the page - the longing to let go and move on while still holding on.

[DamienHino]

the picture you took for this poem is lovely your beautiful. I love and miss you.

[gulzar]

just complete looking good .....be practicle. it should be show in ur writing whtever u write its real and from the heart thn it will be real..okk