Each day's Memories

By steuss

Each day the memories are more vacant,
I’m driving down lanes that have with each
Set become more intangible.
The sun seems to leech the existence out of mine.

Each day is another trial of waiting,
Not sure what though,
Could it be trouble, conquest?
Thought. Drive. Me. Home.

Each day is a lament to my dreams,
Suffered and died in the past,
Sorrows filled on too many cups,
And worries fled on hazy smoke.

But
Each day has brought light
Blurred sight captured oxygen
Wavering lights twisting in organic dances
And wither with wooden swirls
In my room and in the once-swamped vale.
Here.

Each day is another dream
Taken from the end of a toilet paper tunnel
Rotated around and around used,
Till only the blank brown surrounds
And then tossed away,
The tunnel’s vision was a false one.

Each day reminds me that the sight saw
Was only a tinier version of what reality is,
Would dreams have a similar effect,
Only glimpses of the entire existence of the picture
Twisted around and around, around, around,
Done?

Each day is my memory,
Resurfaced and tossed,
Broken and used
Fences and ditches,
Passes and gates
No more
And yet
Each day,
Is a Day
Worthy,
Of creating more memories.

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Copyright 2004 steuss
Published on Tuesday, August 10, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • girlafraid On Sunday, August 15, 2004, girlafraid (480)By person wrote:

    i love the thread of hope that holds this piece together...its always wonderful to see writing that has that glimmer of optimism, even if you accept the hard parts of life...glad to have read this today

  • A former member wrote: Honest. True. Encouraging.

  • cre On Tuesday, August 10, 2004, cre (411)By person wrote:

    Mm, I like how this flows into itself . . from the first words to the last, it pulled me gently along. It seemed scoured down to pure truth . . not always pretty, not necessarily desirable . . just truth and the things that "are" whether we want them to

  • cre On Tuesday, August 10, 2004, cre (411)By person wrote:

    be or not.

  • manywalks On Tuesday, August 10, 2004, manywalks (750)By person wrote:

    This is worthy of remembrance long past the day's demise. ~ wen

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