At Present
The past does not exist and memory
Is reconstructive as we come to see
That what is supposed to come never does
When how it should be should be how it was
And how it could be would be just because
The past does not exist but memory
Reconstructs how it was supposedly
I see the future but choose to believe
It must not exist and my eyes deceive
My mind into thinking of what is not
Of what might have happened that I forgot
Because it simply has not happened yet
So I will just stay where I am right now
At present in the best place to forget
To remember if I remembered how
If to remember reconstructively
And if you remember I hope that you
Remember too because I know I do
Though it be only how it was for me
We can only remember how it seems
But what are memories if not our dreams?
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMVIII
Sheila
I love your poetic expression of "The Present"
I shall also join you in this realization...
"We can only remember how it seems
But what are memories if not our dreams?"
Dreams Are Lived & Relived Throughg Our Memories Indeed
Much Love & Present Dreams To You Poet
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
fine reflection in this and the real question asked of what constitutes past experiences, our true memories of them, if that's possible, or what we wish they were or a mixture...
John
shape our memories (dreams) to fit the present. -gene.
God Bless,
Lew
when how it should be should be how it was
my favorite line - very nice writ.
thanks, ~D.