Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Fractal Memories

Fractal Memories

The Burden of Time
distorts memories;
blonde pilsner days
and coffee nights
of years gone by
foul and turn cold
when left unattended.

The shimmer and glint
of sunlight on water ripples,
dulls as it rolls away
in thoughtless waves.

The faces of loves
left and lost splinter
into slivers of regret
and flout recall; a puzzle
never again complete
for too many pieces
are now lost or broken.

SMG

23 comments:

HiStandards said...

verbs and nouns, nouns and verbs. Great job with this one, SMG.

repressedsoul said...

Stephen I loved this meandering through your world. Great lines my friend

Brian Miller said...

pilsner days and coffee nights...great descriptors through out...

hedgewitch said...

Loved the metaphor of time as something organic that decays, and the truth of that last stanza is unerring. Time leaves nothing whole.

Beachanny said...

Time plays out as a realist painting and fades to an impressionist or post impressionist one. Just dots of the days with many dots in the wrong places or missing entirely. Loved the clarity of your images. Spot on. Excellent. Gay @beachanny

Diana Lee said...

I love 'blonde pilsner days and coffee nights'. Fanatastic one shot.

Short Poems said...

Great job with this with this writing... cleverly done :)

signed...bkm said...

Yes Steve tne memories become so distorted with the passing of time....and distance recollection of something that once was....very nice...bkm

Belinda said...

Yes, details of the memories fade, but the traces of the feelings are often left behind. Evocative one shot.

Corbie said...

Very thought provoking post. Time does decay, just as some relationships do. Pain fades just as the memories do, but as someone else said above, feelings do not. Thanks for sharing.

kenny said...

Like this, blonde pilsner image.

Glynn said...

Bits, pieces, refracted with time. Where did it go, when did it slip away?

Beautiful and rather haunting, poem.

wkkortas said...

The title is interesting (and maybe playful?)--the notion of "fractal" suggests something mathematical, or the way rock fractures along certain lines and planes, and the final notion of lost and splintered puzzle pieces plays into this as well; all of this bumps up against the notion of the softer and inexact (the haze of memory, the "pilsener nights"). Intriguing and well-built work.

gautami tripathy said...

Very good...

tears of the sky fall to the ground

Pete Marshall said...

another great poem, with you on the pilsner...loved that image..cheers pete

Mama Zen said...

Well done! I love "pilsner days and coffee nights."

randallweiss said...

"and coffee nights
of years gone by
foul and turn cold
when left unattended."

I think this is my favorite image

poemblaze said...

Randall quoted the lines I was going to, this is lean and vivid writing. Well done.

Heather Grace Stewart said...

Damn, I wanted to be original in my comment, but seems the image i like is the one everyone else does,

blonde pilsner days
and coffee nights

Really stands out. Nice job painting us a picture while expressing the theme.

Reflections said...

Snippets of moments lost, broken by past events, future times... interesting piece, fractals as you say.

Shashi said...

Faces of love.. into slivers... great imagery.. I enjoyed it so much.. thanks for sharing..

ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya

Steve Isaak said...

Striking, effective work.

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