words and art by w a l t e r w s m i t h

Into the Timeless Blue Memory

What do we see when we face ourselves

Standing in the
timeless blue memory

What
do we discover?

Childhood Dreams / A Better Tomorrow / The
Memories Behind You…

Magic and Lost

She is only relevant

to a moment

in time…

The past…and

the memories behind you…

thinking back

softly infused…with

the starlight in her eyes….

 

He is only relevant

to his story

in time…

To the thought of himself

narcissistic and unending

with the memories behind him…

painfully infused…with

the starlight in her eyes….

The journey has its moments, but it is the end that
is the important thing.

This post is dedicated to the men and women who
endure the timeless blue memory found in love.

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6 responses

  1. Such beautiful words on the blue memory… love that phrase too. 🙂
    Thank you Walter!
    E

    May 26, 2011 at 8:46 am

  2. The blue memory seems so painfully sweet. When I face myself I see a dreamer in a harsh land.

    May 26, 2011 at 2:19 pm

    • Hi Bunny,

      Dreams are the things that we are made of….

      W.

      June 1, 2011 at 5:10 am

  3. Beautiful expressions. Loved especially
    “with the memories behind him…

    painfully infused…with

    the starlight in her eyes….”

    May 31, 2011 at 6:16 pm

  4. Thanks IlmanaFasih, I am so glad this poem touched you in a way that you felt connected. In writing it, I felt a deep need to express the painful yet intoxicating feelings a man sometimes has for a woman. How in memory there is a depth of feeling. And at the same time having the need to free himself of her, and the selfish thoughts he has of himself.

    W.

    June 1, 2011 at 5:06 am

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