Remember
For those with a nostalgic bent, the most effective
vehicle can be a photo album, an old TV show or song,
or a chance meeting. When these fail me, I go riding.
Sunday afternoons are best
for thinkers with no need for rest.
Who knows how long the trip may last
on this, nostalgia's day of quest?
The place is a crucial element
in conjuring up the right memory.
The trails and haunts of youthful days,
all parts of glorious, carefree ways,
provide the seeker with a host
of color-vision one-act plays.
The searcher must not hope to find
the cure for an unhealthy mind--
must never seek a fresh supply
of smiles or glory left behind.
The just-right mood--reflective, but not grasping--
must be the only companion; or the mission will go
awry. Simply revisiting the past, though perhaps
refreshing, won't permanently banish present woes.
posted May 25, 2017
free verse and rhymed, metered poetry
entered in Brian Strand's July Standard Contest on July 8. 2017
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