youth smiled thro’ tightened expressions
of amnesia;
made people wonder
what the accident did to him.
He had stopped digging into an unhappy past
every night
and emerging years older
in the morning
with no past to remember
he farmed fresh memories
every day
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I think that I still dig into my unhappy past to farm inspiration – conscious that it no longer exists.
A thoughtful and thought-provoking write for me, Reena. Nicely done 👏
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Glad it spoke to you. Thank you, Shaun!
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We should all live life so unburdened.
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True. Wish we could …
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A great take Reena
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Thanks! Good to see the change in name. Pronouncing it is easier.
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Great poem, Reena! No sense in wasting the present in the past.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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💯🙌
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That’s a great way to be youthful and happy . If only it were possible…
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Thank you, Punam!
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Interesting! It seems he was happier that way.
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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To have fresh memories, without any trauma.
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And those fresh memories need to be clean 😊
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🥰
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Sometimes it is the only way for forward to forget
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Wish people would make conscious efforts to bury an unpleasant past.
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Good insight Reena! Amnesia can be a blessing or a curse and sometimes, both! 😏
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Thank you, Ami!
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