In Memory of My Memory
Friends used to say like an elephant I never forget
these days I have the memory of a goldish or amoeba
often find myself staring blanking into the fridge
wondering what I am doing there, what I’m looking for
The building that once housed each of my living moment
Sometimes like a faulty computer recycles information
It is there, somewhere, just takes longer to be accessed
Like my missing utensils, its all stored in some kind of bin
It’s that thing, you know that thing, that thingamajig
then I discover what it is called, oh it one of them
well, who uses a tea strainer anyway these days
Or people’s name who I know well
‘Oh there’s you know who, what’s her name again
If I’m lucky something about her will bring it back
That actor, the one being interviewed on Lorraine
Who is he again? come on Jude, you know who he is
after a few minutes of intense brain activity, it hurts
right in the centre of my forehead
Oh yes that’s Phil Mitchell, him off Eastenders
married to Sharon, has a son called Ben
In conversation a random word erupts without a thought
bearing no vague relation to what I have been talking about
metaphors and other over used sayings come out all mixed up
the early bird gathers no moss, why cry over spilt milk
you can save it for a rainy day, get what I’m trying to say?
Walking round the shop hoping for a visual clue on the shelves
there is one thing I know I desperately need but what can it be
as always I have forgotten the darned shopping list at home
then as I open the door on my return, it comes rushing back
loo rolls that’s what it was, kitchen towel will have to do
………….. if I need the loo
History is very often reconstructed when I retell it
Churchill met his Waterlo
Thanks to Google, I can search for useful facts and information
Talking of technology, as an aide memoire Alexa is great
When I ask her what the weather is like today, she’ll say
The Prime Minister is Theresa May, I’m none the wiser
in fact more confused, back in the day I’d just pop outside
The alarm I set on the to remind of some important event
thinking the mobile phone yes that will not let me down
next thing I know the alarms just gone off, its two days late!
Yep, I had set the wrong time and date!
Copyright © Judy Reeves | Year Posted 2022
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