85th Birthday - Journal Ix

85TH BIRTHDAY –
Journal IX

Nostalgia figures no
time span
An event of many,
many years seems no
more
      than a few
Looking out on the
world with the same
eyes
Memory is tricked
Ah yes that, but
wishfulness too

Events      colors
take on a magical
gleam
The mind-body
frolics with actions
of a child,
Hop scotching,
kicking the can
Long lost sounds
ghostly renew

All pain is
forgotten
In favor of some
drowsy awareness
One is surprised
that memory has, for
the
      moment, erased
that pain
Periods of nostalgia
increase

The slipping away is
frightening –
What is death but
A complete slipping
away –
In these last few I
shall covet reality

RESTR
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Marcum Wong Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 2:33 PM
This is what memiors are made of Dave. Pieces that stand out in memory, things that have special meaning you want to share. It is so interesting how our perception of age changes as time passes. When I was twelve I thought my friends parents were old at thirty five. Now I see how young they were. I wish every young person could understand this about age. You still feel young inside your ageing body, but you can no longer do the things of youth except in memory. Your poem expresses this wonderfully Daver. Hugs, Connie
Maverick Avatar
July 24, 2014 at 5:18 PM
Enjoyed the way you represented your awareness here Daver, really great job.'
Lamoureux Avatar
July 22, 2014 at 8:00 AM
With each passing year I become more in touch with my younger more innocent self. I am less concerned about what others think and more free to play. If not for the aches and pains I would choose to live forever. Fortunately beyond that final door my eternity and new body awaits my arrival, still I am in no hurry to open the door.
Dietrich Avatar
July 20, 2014 at 1:35 PM
by the way, I can't get myself to sleep longer than four or five hours any more, and I need that sixth or seventh one to really experience good dreams like the flying ones. So what do you suggest for someone who wakes up too early???
Dietrich Avatar
July 20, 2014 at 1:34 PM
I absolutely love this one, my friend. time for another FAVE!!!!
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