Thursday, 1 September 2016

Memory, Selective Notes on the Human Condition

Who are we? What are we? Where are we at in life’s journey, and how long may we stay? Where next, and what will we find around the next corner? More of the same, perhaps, or better, worse…? 

Whatever, we can but continue trying to work through, make sense of those parts of us that make up the human condition; in so doing, shape and reshape ourselves and each other, hopefully for the better than worse.


Names, names, and more names,
crowding the mind…
like passengers on a rush hour train

Faces, faces, and more faces,
collage of the heart…
like pictures in an exhibition

Places, places, and more places,
focusing the inner eye
like home movies at a birthday party

Good days, bad days, and less so,
ganging up on us
like a well-meaning consciousness

Regret, regrets, and more regrets,
like grains of sand
passing through a custom hour glass

Mind, body, spirit, and all it takes,
getting the better
of our worst fears, come what may

Copyright R. N. Taber 2016

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