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Remembering

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Memories rattle round

Like the old pots and pans

On a wandering tinker’s dray

With an enormous array

Of potions and lotions

And creams galore

Piled up high on the wooden floor

Scents and events long forgot

Bring a knot to my throat

As I drown in the gush and the rush

At last released from the heart of the past

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©DGA 19 December 2011 06:29

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Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!

26 thoughts on “Remembering

  1. Wow! Its amazing how much a smell, a sound of a voice, a gesture can conjure up.

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  2. Scents can often be more evocative of memory than scenes, sounds or music.

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    • I agree, Col. Scents most often remind me of people. Sometimes, though just an expression used by someone can remind me of someone else. But it could also be a turn or tilt of the head! Or someone’s walk viewed from behind…

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  3. Seems the holidays stir up memories more than any other time, event, etc.

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  4. Lovely flow, Denise. I echo Colonialist’s comments . . . scents are incredibly evocative.

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  5. Managing memory skillfully
    Another ability to acquire in maturity.

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  6. Super imagery, the “tinker’s dray” I can see it now..the pots and pans and whatnots..Nice.

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  7. It’s important to visit memories every now and then. Some so that we can let go, others so that we can hold on. Very nice.

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  8. I love remembering, but I don’t want to live in the past. Great poem, Denise.

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  9. memories like pans rattling…ha yes sometimes….it takes wisdom to know which ones to hold tight and which to release into the night…

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  10. I like how you have that image of memories rattling around like pots and pans. That’s often how it is with memory. It is nice to be released from the hold of certain memories. It often is the only way to move forward. Very nicely done!

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  11. Great poem adeeyoyo – love the simile 🙂 of the tinker’s dray – very effective and the internal rhymes. Memories can be good or bad but better to have them than to forget entirely (well for most things – some rotten things can go in the bin). Have a great Christmas and hope your new year is better than this one (and your leg has healed totally).

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    • True, Gabe, better all than none. We must just learn from the bad ones and not dwell on them! Thanks for the Christmas wishes. A blessed Christmas and a great new year to you and your family. Mid-Jan I should have a good idea of how the leg is healing. As long as we can see some improvement, I don’t care (not really) how long it takes.

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  12. Love the image of the “potions and lotions” teetering 🙂

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  13. Perhaps every memory has a taste, hue, sound and flavour that it shoots into the RAM( our temporary memory) once the associated things grazes that sense. All of us are carts carrying loads of these memories with us to our last.

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