Ralph Sergi Poet Rhyme

48 Years 2014

48 Years  2014

as time is  closing in and the  memory 
is fleeting

but I’m still not ready for that final meeting

To dream more often and to wish for the best

So here we are at this stage of our lives

combating isolation  and to flow with the rest

we should try to be happy 

in lieu  of  being sad or mad

the clock is ticking faster 

and time is now our master

just try and remember the good times

More now than ever the past engulfs me

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Joseph Sergi October 30, 2018 at 9:02 PM It seems time is going faster so we must enjoy the now. Excellent write

Connie Marcum Wong September 1, 2018 at 11:03 PM I can relate to this insightful nostalgic poem Ralph. It is best to dwell on the happier times, I agree. : )

Richard Lamoureux August 12, 2018 at 9:36 AM Thanks for your visit Ralph. I enjoyed giving this piece another read. I feel for people who are unable to cling to their memories.

CayCay Godwin August 10, 2018 at 8:52 PM I know this feeling; it is gray and so is its sway on my emotions, especially seeking me at night when I always fight to change the channel with such as your positive lines contain. At best it seems I have only bittersweet at times to accept. In meditation, I ponder the truth that my age is none of my business (that's where I think this memory-monster falsely comes from). You got me! All the best ... CayCay Ralph Sergi August 11, 2018 at 9:15 AM Thank you, CayCay

Andrea Dietrich August 6, 2018 at 2:52 PM I agree with richard. This is really melancholy. I do hope your situation does not feel this awful. I guess I am trying to be optimistic about the future I'll be facing as well.

Richard Lamoureux August 4, 2018 at 9:21 AM A melancholy piece with a dash of hope.

Susan Ashley August 2, 2018 at 9:39 PM A powerful and haunting last line beautifully ends your thought provoking and meaningful poem, Ralph. Excellent emotion expressed my friend.. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Sand Blown August 2, 2018 at 9:30 PM "...flow with the rest (the stillness)... the past engulfs me"