Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 48,706 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

The Best Of Times To Remember - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Nothing returns from a yesterday gone.
But memories?
Whether selective or not,
With a wanting to wish to get them...
Are either realized or hidden to deny,
Disappointments and upsetting regrets.
Memories seldom from anyone go away.

Too many suffering from a buyer's remorse,
Awaken everyday to repeat a beating...
Of the same tired horse.
As if the doing has not been made obvious,
That a change of a course needs to be enforced.

Too many suffer from staying in aging comfort zones.
To rely on familiar complaints others condone.
With pains to ache, smiling faces faked...
And their moaning of broken relationships.
As carried chips on their shoulders,
Validates to leave them unable to escape heartbreak.

And always as time from them is allowed to fly by,
There is someone attempting to sell with it sold...
How those yesterdays gone,
Had been the best of times to remember.

'How often do you go to the museum to visit? '

~Not too often.
I only go when the old exhibits,
Have been replaced by the new.~

'Me too!
I like to view how our lives to have lived,
As depicted...
Had nothing to do with the reality we knew.'

~Except for the increase of the entrance fees.
They seem to keep us reminded,
Of today's priorities.~

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 11, 2016



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