Edge of the Memory

Suddenly it happens again, perceptions distort
Distance is further
Nearness is closer
And I am on the edge of a memory
that ever eludes me
Hovering, hoping to keep the moment
just long enough to recall
Strangeness descends, like wildfire
so important, so lost
Always failing, relativity returns
With the bittersweet opiate
Of forgetfulness

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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6 Responses to Edge of the Memory

  1. Ladyornot's avatar rebecca2000 says:

    I love this. I was talking about this to someone a few days ago. Those things that I long to remember I forget, those that I don’t are in there for a lifetime.

  2. myabsolutefragileessenceseries's avatar rawencounterswithestella says:

    So true; beautifully written!!

  3. Happy Little Blog's avatar Roxi St. Clair says:

    Nicely penned… and so true πŸ˜‰

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