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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Creative Memories

photograph by India Hobson

She takes scissors and glue to her past
Memories can be recast
A picture here, a picture there
A collage of images hazy and fair.

Creating memories page by page
Erasing the pain, replacing the rage
The friend who betrayed her is once again true
By deft rearranging, old boyfriends are too.

A friendship that died from a hurtful word
Now vibrant with laughter that can almost be heard
Photoshop fixes the postpartum blues
A glowing new mother she'll carefully choose.

She's tired of memories less than ideal
She'll trash scraps of life that don't hold appeal
Forgetting the parts she wants to conceal
Her scrapbook life will become what is real.


submitted for Potluck Poetry, Week 29, Photographs, Memories, and Nostalgia
also submitted for Poetry Clambake
and One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry

28 comments:

dustus said...

Amazing how experience guides us through the present and how memories can be patched together. What we scrap often carries guiding lessons that become internalized though maybe not always recognized. Well delivered concept based on the prompt.

M. A. S. said...

Sounds like strange therapy.

PhotoDiction said...

We do make our life... and perhaps ourselves... with the memories that we choose to highlight, don't we? There are times when I wish I could go back and photoshop the memories, or the people that contributed some of those memories,from my consciousness. But then, where would life be without some regret, right?

Jingle said...

true sentiments...
love the twists and turns.
Happy Potluck.

A++

thingy said...

Well, I have had my moments of trying to erase images, but... you can't erase the real.

thingy said...

BTW: terrific piece.

Brian Miller said...

this was awesome...one of my fav responses to the prompt over at onestop...you open with a pow...the taking scissors to your past...something i think we can all relate...great write....

lynnaima said...

ouch, I hope they make photoshop for our minds. This was very creative and evocative. Enjoy the rally!
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/04/02/for-your-kiss/

Kathe W. said...

now there's a way to have a happy ending!

bendedspoon said...

Only humans can do that -- customize memories...
I appreciate the creativity in putting the words together in here :)

Mia said...

wouldn't it be wonderful if we could rewrite the past?
but than we wouldn't be ourselves.
lovely poem!

Hairy Princess said...

Really enjoyed this. :-)

Marinela said...

Love your original work here :)
Short Poems

Fireblossom said...

Omg. Mom!

repressedsoul said...

An image speaks a thousand words. Enjoyed your take

jessicasjapes said...

Quite a sad tale there, someone trying to rewrite their life. Nicely told!

http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2011/04/04/moments/

Lyn said...

I think we all have tried to alter the past to our satisfaction, but then whose life is it? This is very profound!

Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) said...

Wow, am blown by the way how you included the scrapbook into this poem... The attempts in shaping one's life..

Rachel Hoyt said...

Beautiful poem! I love scrapbooks!!!

pandamoniumcat said...

Interesting read, I like this, the darkness and the act of rearranging life to suit what we'd like it to be.

fiveloaf said...

traumatic images are difficult to erase lol.. nice write lola.. my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2011/01/21/remain/

Dave King said...

Well crafted. The association of memories with collages is very apt, I think. There's a lot to be liked about this.

Olivia said...

Very true!

we can make choices about selecting everything; memories remain!

Hugs x

trisha said...

a splendid beauty! loved the poem and the thoughts inside it. splendid.

trisha
http://mydomainpvt.wordpress.com/2011/04/04/free-soul-4-4-11/

Someone is Special said...

true but strange lolomouse.. SmileS..

Someone is Special

mypastmademe said...

I just love this ... 'she takes scissors and glue to her past' ... pulling out the pieces of her life that she wants to remember and binning the rest. There is sadness and joy in this poem and the theme is very clever. Love it, thank you. :)

Mia said...

I went ahead and posted results for week one a few hours early.
:)

http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/poetry-month-clambake-lets-have-some-fun/

Luna

geraldine snape said...

lovely rhythm in this memory and such truth in the wanting to rewrite so much of the past. Thankyou for this.