Friday, April 27, 2018

photo album in my head

The way my new brain works to try and recall memories is strange....I take lots of pictures, I study those pictures, then I store them away in a photo album I keep on a shelf, in my head...when someone says to me "remember this or remember when"  I pull out that photo album and search for a picture that represents that day or event...if I did not take a picture, then I will not find the memory...if I did take a picture I will pull it out, look at it, and "see" that yes, there is a memory, yes I was there...everywhere I go, I take mental pictures and store them away...sometimes they are there to be recalled, sometimes they are not..

I keep a photo album
in my head
so I can search them
to be read...

an album of memories
old and dusty
colors, emotions, confusion
produced by a pic..

when I need to remember
I scour the album
in my head
I see it, look, study,
think, sadness

No memories, but a photo
in my head....

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