Best Short Term Memory Poems

My brain crushed with something over and all,
Maybe that’s it my memory loss, oh my God,
Misplaced or bouncing daily my mistake,
Extremely apologized with everyone,
Embarrassed with...

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How do I begin to describe you
Such an incredible person 
Yet even now you doubt your abilities
You lost your own mum when you were eight...

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She’s dead they said!
She I thought. Who is she?
I stared straight down at a frumpy old thing.
On the bed, a lump, so dead.

Was that me?...

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On the way to the nursing home, we pass many beautiful sights. So many homes with pleasant yards, lawns, and flowers that delight. After so...

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My phone rings…. I answer it but say nothing as I don’t recognise the displayed number and I can only hear ‘white noise’ at the...

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I’m getting older - this fact I cannot deny
Not quite ready for the scrap heap or to give up life and die
My body isn’t quite...

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I hate sounding like a recorder
Knowing I am at the edge of my border
Always being served by a court order
Yeah, I have a mental disorder
Heck...

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THE OLD INDIAN
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



A story making the rounds  about an old apache
Who said, I remember everything thats happened to me
A New York newspaper...

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I'm in my room while I  listen to music while reading a good book or comic.  my desk lamp being the only thing...

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INSIDE MY HEAD

I've grown old with grace with so much stuff in my head that it is overwhelming to remember
I've loved,
I've cried,
I've hated,
I've gotten on...

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>Cool at Ipswich Hospital today.
I went for  CT scan result.  I say.
High up in the maternity block.
I shared a lift with an empty...

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I forget what I want to remember
     and remember what I want to forget.

I forget turning off the stove, 
 ...

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My therapist is an emotional wreck
Who sees demons in his own ink blots
My wife is receiving marital advice
From a priest who never tied the knot

My...

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Tired of T.V.


Because of T.V., I can no longer think;
I can only dream myself to sleep.
The film that I watch, was given a five star...

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>Waiting rooms, an urge to write?

Why is it in a hospital waiting room?
I feel an urge to write.
I mean it’s a place to feel unwell.
Surely...

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