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Memories Lost Within a Frozen Mist

It was a very balmy midsummer night
shadows danced with me under starlight
I heard a nightingale cry out for its mate
in that moment joy fled. I became sedate

My mind swirled with thoughts concealed
with something I no longer wanted revealed
I heard a whispering voice from my past
a fleeting memory recalled that didn't last

I felt the need to capture the recollection
a face, a touch that held tender affection
But much too swiftly the reverie took flight
the memory faded like the haze of twilight

A chill replaced the night's warmth I'd felt
I heaved a mournful sigh then slowly knelt
Another memory lost within a frozen mist
Of being embraced and my lips softly kissed

Flickering moments leave me without a trace
of what used to be. Was it a loved one's face?
Thoughts flutter in my mind, a  befuddled place
that's becoming difficult to accept with grace

I've lost threads of my life, as if icebound in time
in silent corners of my mind, no longer in prime
The night has grown cold, my body shivering
lost in the mist of memories shadows, quivering.

Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2025

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Ink Empress Date: 4/15/2025 12:50:00 PM Dear Linnersz, Ah i remember reading this, but was away and couldnt comment on this precious and soulful take! How one could lose memory and be engrossed in confusion iv seen closely, and iv written on similar subjects too! I really felt the lines “ of what used to be. Was it a loved one's face? Thoughts flutter in my mind, a befuddled place that's becoming difficult to accept with grace” heart wrenching! Congratulations on your trophy win in saras contest! You always write so well! Login to Reply

Karen Jones Date: 3/21/2025 1:10:00 AM Yes brilliant! A fitting win! Congratulations Login to Reply

Sara Jama Date: 3/18/2025 5:00:00 PM Thank you for writing for my contest. Congratulations on placing. Your poem was deep and very heartfelt. The idea of losing oneself as we age is a fear I feel we all harbour and you captures the unimaginable perfectly. Especially the last four lines. Just brilliant. Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/19/2025 12:04:00 PM Hi, Sara and you're very welcome. I enjoyed writing for you, and you're correct about it being heartfelt. No one in my family has been in such circumstances but I've friends who have felt the unbearable suffering that everyone goes through. Thank you for finding a placement for my write on your winning list.

Len Gasun Date: 3/18/2025 12:01:00 AM A stunning write my dear poet friend Lin. I loved it and enjoyed. Thanks for sharing. Congratulations for a well-deserved trophy win! Hugs Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/18/2025 4:00:00 AM Thank you so very much for your kind remarks and congratulations, Len.

Victor Buhagiar Date: 3/17/2025 10:55:00 PM Congratulations on your win. Your poem hit home really. Two years ago I fell and after three months going from one hospital to another I realized I had a partial memory loss. Slowly I came back to normal, thank God. But my poetic writing seem to lag behind. Well done for your great win. Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/18/2025 4:00:00 AM I didn't know you'd had such a serious fall, Victor but happy to know your full faculties have returned and you lovely poetry continues. Thank you.

Andrea Dietrich Date: 3/16/2025 3:51:00 PM An amazing poem, Lin. Hearty congratulations. Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/16/2025 4:26:00 PM Thank you, Andrea. I appreciate your well wishes.

CayCay Jennings Date: 3/16/2025 2:28:00 PM I am so glad to see a trophy for an actually deserving write. You deserve your's which relieves some contest concerns I've had. Beautiful. If we lived in an earlier century, I'm sure you would have become famous ... CayCay Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/16/2025 6:31:00 PM Oh no... Rhett Butler was handsome, charming and loved that minx. Scarlett was too stubborn for her own good. Pride goes before a fall.... Mammy's (Hattie McDaniel) line was the best! CayCay Jennings Date: 3/16/2025 6:15:00 PM You wouldn't have let Rhett go, right? My Mom, Sis and I use to watch that movie about every other year. My favorite line has always been, "I don't no nothin' bout birthin' no babies." I know its suppose to be, "I swear I'll never go hungry again" or "Frankly my dear, ..... Lin Lane Date: 3/16/2025 2:44:00 PM aww, CayCay, you're such a sweet friend. I'm very grateful that you're back and so graciously offering my poetry such wonderful comments. I would love to have lived in the 1800s, pre–Civil War. I'd fancy myself as Miss Scarlett. Thanks for the sincerity of your thoughts. Hugs, dear lady.

Duke Beaufort Date: 3/14/2025 6:11:00 PM Lin, you've done a great Job here describing what many of us must deal with at some point. We also have relatives who we try to help as best we can. I'm glad we're OK and can experience what it's like by reading a piece like this. It help with the empathy department. It's going to be tough for us if it comes our way. Smiles!! Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/14/2025 6:21:00 PM It’s a terrible experience for the loved ones, too. My descriptive lines were based on my aunt who lost her ability to recall recent things. Thank you, Duke.

Tom Cunningham Date: 3/14/2025 7:14:00 AM Sadly as we get older memories of our past start to fade never to be remembered again. So frustrating for those who suffer from alzheimer's and have to rely on family members to remind them of past events people and places. Best of luck in the contest. Tom Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/14/2025 8:30:00 AM It is a sad emotion to watch happening, Tom. I had an aunt who could remember everything in her life 25 years ago, but nothing from the last week. Thank you.

Jan Allison Date: 3/14/2025 6:29:00 AM I have a huge lump in my throat reading these touching words Lin - made me think of mum who had memory issues after a fall and 2 bleeds on her brain. the final two stanzas hits home hard. good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Lin Lane Date: 3/14/2025 6:33:00 AM I remember the worry you had over your mum's memory loss. Jan, I'm sorry if this opened that door for you.