Impedimenta Poem by shimon weinroth

A tribute to fragile memories

Indeed there are barriers that hinder
Block and prevent the flow of memories
Assorted and stored, packed away in sets
Cofirmed and affirmed, in refelecting reflections

Forever birthing, stuttering nostalgia
Distorted and deluded, amended
Twisting here and there, surfacing to satisfy
The now and present of was

Paintings touched up, restoration
Was never so fertile and vivid
Past rosier and glorified

Setting the record straight, so many times
One comes to believe, their own misleading
Followed by loud and easy discourse
Talent of recourse, clever cover, eloquent rhetoric

Some are inflicted, with the disease of forgetting
Or talent of forgot, convenient or not

Memories triggered by emotions
Have a commitment to justify
Not only then but now
Then woe is me and woe is truth