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DISCONNECT THE RECOLLECT
by Terry OlynikThe procession of years,
Accelerating
In their passing,
Serves mercifully
To diffuse her image.
A smile
Now retreating.
A laugh
Indistinct.
But the bones
Of those memories,
Even in half-life decline,
Will linger
Eternal -
A once-welcome guest
Who won't leave.
Decaying reminders
Of my banished warmth.
08/28/2005 Author's Note: A Sunday morning kind of poem.
Posted on 08/28/2005
Copyright © 2024 Terry Olynik
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 08/28/05 at 01:33 PM Well, how does one disconnect the recollect when it recollects mechanically? Yes, intentionally though the the 'bones
Of those memories,
Even in half-life decline,
Will linger
Eternal -'
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| Posted by Rula Shin on 08/30/05 at 09:18 PM Wow, very well written, concise and very poetic language and imagery relating the dilema we all face, our minds able only to veil our most intense memories in a surface cover with the aid of TIME. But it is only when we chase time that we cannot see our past for what it IS. Long Dead. High marks. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/21/12 at 01:21 PM this is powerhouse stuff for the mind, body and soul, my friend. I swear, I could shed tears sufficient to o'er flow a well, over this ode which hits so close to home. |
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