Frank has asked us to Meet at the Bar
and consider the act of soliloquy at
DVerse. Since I am in the throes of
relocating, I’m spending a lot of time in
soliloquy as I sort and pack.
Submitted to dVerse
January 10, 2020
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Sorting out the yesterdays
To make room for tomorrow
Packing up the joys
Leaving all the sorrow
Scattered photographs and memories
Like mismatched sox
How do you gather memories
And put them in a box.
Life is lived in chapters
Battles fought and lessons learned
Along the way a life well lived
As onward pages turned
Now this, the final chapter
With moments yet to text
May it be long and joyful
Followed by what comes next!
A blog for the midnight epiphanies and idle thoughts of a hopeless wordaholic.
I like the thought of trying to pack memories in a box. There seems to be no way to keep some of them in a box.
ReplyDeleteWell done!
ReplyDeleteSuch good questions to ask one's self.
ReplyDeleteHow do you gather memories
And put them in a box.
Keep them in hand as long as possible. Hopefully someone down the line will open the box and remember!
Wonderful reflections, Bev! Happy packing :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, the poem is. My thought is, many more are in that situation, and the feeling of togetherness, and purpose comes along. And, you'll never know; maybe man from now on will live for thousand years. That said, aI am not neglecting the feeling of what we in Norwegian call "savn". "Eternally owned is just the lost," a Norwegian poet once wrote. 💚
ReplyDelete...how do you gather memories. This poem speaks to my heart.
ReplyDeleteI like the rhymes in this poem, Bev, and the positive attitude to moving house in the lines:
ReplyDelete‘Sorting out the yesterdays
To make room for tomorrow’.
I also like the wuesiotn:
‘How do you gather memories
And put them in a box’.
That's one of the things that holds us back from moving.
I am sorting through my mother's memories (and in the process find some of my own)
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