The Wall of Memories (poem) by Dean Fraser-Phillips on AuthorsDen

The Wall of Memories
by Dean Fraser-Phillips → (All Poetry by Dean Fraser-Phillips)
Friday, August 3, 2018 Rated "G" by the Author.

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A poem about growing older in life and how those around us become memories on a wall. A poem to inspire the ones we have lost and to not be too busy for those still here

Eyes adorn a timeline Of life that has gone by Footprints that my heart has left Eyes raised into the sky Outlived so many lifelines Who knew me as a child I gaze into their memories Bloodlines reconciled Souls illuminated in childhood To the newborns never seen My aura in the middle A lifetime so serene The older that I grew The more I had to live At times I had excuses Now I can't forgive Voices are hard to remember Exact words stuck in my head To unlock when I need them Eternal love has spread Days of thinking back On the things that could have been Reminiscent of the things I said Or what my eyes have seen Time it waits for no one Vanishes in the twinkling of an eye A life transformed to picture Another soul passes by The past cannot be changed The future we can't control So I'll live in the here and now This same old childhood soul The roots of those we meet in life The foundations of our heart Lifes often too busy to say the words That cannot tear us apart For those that have departed To those who are yet to be Our love entwines us forever For all eternity

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on August 4, 2018

I view the poet's words as the conscience of society. As far as the future goes, I have to hand that to the hard-nosed writers of nonfiction prose. While a poet can muse up a storm about a "fire on the moon," only scientific precision can get us there.

Ron

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Enjoyed this poem.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on August 3, 2018

The sad and yet beautiful sentiment of longings is well-expressed in this poem. I feel some similarity of emotions within myself. I have seen so many relatives passed away as I grew older. I just have to accept this is the way of life we all must go through.

"The past cannot be changed
The future we can't control
So I'll live in the here and now
This same old childhood soul" - This stanza is so true, I'm still the same old childhood soul no matter what age I arrived at.

Sandie