PERSONAL MEMORY TRIGGER....

Images stir us alive, never forgotten
An avenue of trees, decked in blossom
You have a favourite memory you hold
Lift spirits, make you happy acting bold

Whether fragrance, adds to the pleasure
I love from my past, but I cannot measure
Against memories, retained in my heart
Drifting back in time, and miles apart

Past images so strong, special to me
Build momentum, each time I see
Nature's image, tree lined streets
Or farmland orchards, for family meets

Links carried, from strangers who cared
Designing avenues, for the future to share
Different sides of universe, a trigger too
To stir inner emotions, for those passing through

Pockets of special places, dot world's spaces
Lifting smiles, to visitors-residents faces
Little reminders, triggers of the mind
Personal video camera, to emotionally bind
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Posted: Jan 2019
About this poem:
do we ever give up those special memories that link us with childhood or youth....and with so many ensuring triggers are established in countries around the world miles apart, it's like tributing to a form of home sickness...
felt by many who have made another country their home.....

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Happychatty1
Love the sentiment of this poem, our minds capability and the memories we have can be very precious ..thanks for sharing it wave teddybear
niah9
thank you Happychatty……...memories I believe get us through the tough times......but we do have to watch out for those rose tinted specs....LOL Kathydancing wave
salamuna
Lovely poem Kathy. Ive changed country twice since my childhood, but still have those memories .Maybe because it was the happiest period of my life then..Thank you for sharing..Lillykiss
niah9
Salamuna…….thank you Lilly, for reading and commenting...….hope 2019 is going well so far......Kathygrin dancing
Bekard
I have work a lot with my mind and my memories,by meditating for over 20 000 hours in my life......I did it because my life has been so colorful ....a lot of success,but the a lot of deep disappointments too ......and the process that I had to go trough,when I changed home Country at 44 years old,was not easy at all.....first foreign Country,then the feeling to be between two Countries and finally my home Country.
I have not lost anything of my memories,but because of the amount of meditation,I feel clearly,that all my past was like experienced by an other person ....and it make me in most things free from blaming other people,but also my self for my own wrong doings.
Your poem is wide and deep and tell it all about the power of the memories wave
niah9
Bekard…..hope I spelt correctly....your comment is appreciated......thank you...Kathywave
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