The Tapestry of Memory
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Written: October 16, 2023
Changed past Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Fire Bird
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The intricate tapestry of my subconscious
A birth, a time of such heavenly consequence.
It all evolved with my son's day of birth.
Everything was suddenly unique and worth.
His fuss was filled with full-flapped fanfare.
My feelings were relayed through a fan fair.
My heart was flooded with vicarious love.
My destiny drew its Elysian toll from above.
Disassociation has ceased to be my domain.
Stunningly sturdy for such a slight sustain.
His memory was rattling, sharp, and retentive.
A hitherto unknown mnemonic thrust is affective.
In records of our psyche, reminiscence resides,
A phenomenal ability to remember and abide.
He could memorize and recall with ease,
Every moment, every word, every tease.
But paramnesia would sporadically pass,
A momentary lapse, a memory out of grasp.
Yet his memorization skills would never cease,
a whispering fugue, an embroidery of peace.
Associations formed, connections made,
In the tapestry of memory, they never fade.
Obliteration might be a gamble to intervene,
But my nostalgia remains tenacious and keen.
In his empyreal life, bolstered and vibrant,
Gossamer memory is a slot never to be slanted.
No word or recollection is to obliterate,
This memory is prodigious, a peculiar trait.
Dreams are woven into an exquisite tapestry,
Where the past and present descry harmony.
Wherever recollections are strung together,
These precious memories will last forever.
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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