Days of yore

~ paeansunplugged

Globe trotting days

Postcards testimonials

Vignettes of past

captured in eternity

Edges blurred and fading

Unfocused stories

play hide and seek

The knot in the stomach tightens

Was I ever there?

Memories gradually seep in

To fill the gaps

Wistful remembrances

A sigh of relief.

Written for Sadje.

41 thoughts on “Days of yore”

  5. you nailed it perfectly, this could be my reflections on travels long past when the world was a very different place … I laminated those postcards as the writing was beginning to fade 🙂

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      2. Gina, my mother-in-law had Alzheimer’s in the last few years before her death. My mom who is ninety has dementia. I can’t tell you how much losing my memory terrifies me. Let’s hope we never face it.

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  8. I think many of us are missing travelling ‘in days of yore!’ I managed to at least do some this year, and I found it so inspiring. But inspiration can come from anywhere, as your poem shows! ❤️

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  9. I had to laugh at this one! I was looking at old photos in the albums and there were some that I couldn’t remember taking or being there… turned out they were ones that my son took when he went on a band trip to Phoenix AZ! So I’ve experienced that head scratching moment…

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    1. Haha, Val! It happened with me too! In a photo in an old album (yes, we still have those!) my husband was alone posing in front of a monument we had visited together. And I knew I had not taken that photo! I kept wondering where I was. Only to realise it was taken before our wedding. 😂

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