Memories flashing by
Like the old movie machines
Flipping thru images
At lightning speed
You
Me
Them
There
Us
Stop, let me see
Let me feel what it was like
Let me touch
Feel
Talk
Let me have one more time
Gone
Flashing
Lightning moments
The past is gone...
Bye
It certainly seems that way doesn't it? And once it's all in motion there is no stopping it.
This Sue, is one of those writes that everyone relates to.
On a grand scale.
This is excellent and you make me feel very "fat" when it comes to word use. You achieve so much with seemingly so few - but well-chosen so as to produce maximum effect and impact. This is skill indeed - and demonstrates massive control and discipline. Obviously I fall down in ALL these areas - especially in my reviewing! :)) A whole lifetime here, without so much as a "Hello!" Well, that's my Hi-di-Hi for today! Keep your poetic rockn'roll comin, Sue. Love Kate xx
Your use of kinetoscope was perfect to project the flashing images we perceive when the past comes rushing through our minds.Excellent style used to further the image. Great poem Sue!
The staccato rhythm accentuates the frenetic pace of trying to reclaim the past. Marvelously versed and written!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2005
Our memories are that way and you wrote a great poem which accentuated the feeling one gets when they try to reclaim love, if only briefly, if only to momentarily to have that sublime feeling of so long ago. Our defense mechanisms stop that from happening, I feel, for our immediate sanity. Good poem.
"The Kinetoscope was a forerunner of the modern movie projector developed by William Kennedy Laurie Dickson during his employment with Thomas Edison..." (Wikipedia)
A powerful reflective write, Sue. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you.
but are the old movie machines that flipped thru pages actually called kinescopes? it sounded right but then i wasn't sure. if anyone knows, please let me know
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This Sue, is one of those writes that everyone relates to.
On a grand scale.
Lisa
So enjoy today!
This is excellent and you make me feel very "fat" when it comes to word use. You achieve so much with seemingly so few - but well-chosen so as to produce maximum effect and impact. This is skill indeed - and demonstrates massive control and discipline. Obviously I fall down in ALL these areas - especially in my reviewing! :)) A whole lifetime here, without so much as a "Hello!" Well, that's my Hi-di-Hi for today! Keep your poetic rockn'roll comin, Sue. Love Kate xx
Well done!!
Love Tinka
God bless,
Sandie.
Eileen
The staccato rhythm accentuates the frenetic pace of trying to reclaim the past. Marvelously versed and written!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
A powerful reflective write, Sue. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you.
Regis
good write
john+