(006) Analysis Of Remembering (Sonnet) Poem by Danny Reynolds
(006) Analysis Of Remembering (Sonnet)
Come fall on me sweet breath of pastures gone
And lift my leaden heart beyond this mire
Send forth a whispered dream, to ride upon
And whitewash all the things of which we tire
Though cartoonesque, your images appear
no childish flavours languish in thy taste
take all these adult shackles of which we’re
inclined to find the source of all our waste
I beg you never bring back ALL that’s true
And shatter any lingering belief
The snippets, cherry-picked will have to do
Avoiding any remnants of past grief
This formulaic recall smacks of greed
Perhaps the parts we hide away
Are what we truly need.
Not just a beautiful and memorable piece but a free philosophy lesson to boot. t x
Yes I agree, we do often hide the memories that we should truly hold on to, but our selective remembering is what we humans do to survive the past. Wonderfully wistful sonnet. You are good at them Danny. smiling at you, remembering....Tai
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4/29/2024 5:36:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely, especially the first two and last two lines. Nature often 'whitewashes' unpleasantness for me. Thank you for giving me that phrase for the process.