to be released at moments
when we least expect them.
A smell or a sound
could be the trigger
to release a memory
and send us hurtling back
to the time when it was recorded.
Some things are sad things
that we hoped
would never be released
and others are of good things
that came our way
making us rejoice over them.
Each lasts for only moments
before returning back
into our computer’s memory.
10 April 2011
dancing shadows from the candlecaught in a draught from beneath the door.I sit in what is reputed to be a very haunted roomwaiting to see a ghost no one has ever seen.They’ve only heard the wailingin the middle of the night.Therefore, I’m sitting heremy imagination wanting to play trickson me as darkness falls.I’ve come to…
I look around at the empty pewsand wonder where you are.Are you in the cradle of the Lord?After leaving suddenly yesterday,when he took you to his bosom,didn’t he realise what he did to me?The heartache that I’ve feltsince you went away.Our home is so empty without you there.Every room seems vacant and bare.Oh, Lord please…
after forty-two years.I walked down a roadto show my wife where I used to live.The road was built on rolling hillsand as I came over one,I knew instantly where I was.Things had changedin those forty-two years,some would sayit was unrecognisablefrom what I used to know,but as soon as I started down the hillthings came back…
and night descends.You drift away in solemn dreamsas the sandman comes to callin the deep silence of it all.You lay under crumpled coverson your beddreaming of the day you wedas the streetlights glaresends sinister shadows on the wallin the deep silence of it all.Date unknown
like statues in Trafalgar Square.They stand straight and tallwith branches pointingskyward in the airthese trees with noble flair.Date unknown, probably 1960’s
A vase stood on the mantle pieceand two red roses within it stoodone for each heart for whom the vase belonged.A century before on a potter’s wheelthe vase was carefully crafted by two loving handsthen fired in an oven to keep the love within.It was then decorated with the same loving care.The images on it…
