ALL MY MEMORIES
H. W. Bryce
Grn mini Nov 18/20 –
Inspired by the winners’ poem in Poetry London
As I remember it, I was ten feet tall,
The strongest man on earth,
And there was never any dearth of things
To do; and we did the ‘wellest’ of them
All. I did feats of strength never to be
Forgotten, or surpassed.
Yes, I remember this quite clearly.
There was always music accompanying
My feats, music such as Unchained Melody
And Climb Every Mountain. There was
Always the candle wax and the scent
Of the wick burning for atmosphere.
Yes, I remember, I was about ten
Years old at the time, and I recalled
Being born…
All of my memories these days seem to
Be of my childhood. I remember…
I do not remember if I had breakfast
This morning. I guess I did, for my
Stomach tells me it isn’t hungry,
And I don’t remember the taste.
And my body says these aches cannot be
Childhood arthritis, though it sure feels
Like it is.
I remember I wanted to grow up
To be a teacher. I wonder if I did.
Hard to tell. The silence is deafening.
For sure, I am still on the hunt for new
Cliches to invent and to teach to the
People. Hard to tell, my memory
Being stuck in my childhood like this.
Still, it is quite agreeable, being
Young all the time. So much to look for-
Ward to, and no worries about that work-
Ing thing my adults are always griping
About; no need for money, no need not
To play. Food is free, and frequent. I like
That. I like the desserts the best, al-
Though, I can’t eat them now…
Oh! Excuse me. They tell me they have to
Measure me for my coffin now. I guess
They’ve made up a new game for me. They are
Always doing that. They have already
Lit the incense…
So, so long, for now. See you next time…don’t
Forget…
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