HE REMEMBERS

A reflective memory triggered by a moment of what you see at that time

He still sees that girl,

Walking down the street

As clear as day.

He looked and stared

Trying to be discreet;

His thoughts astray.

O! How beautiful she was.

He so desired,

Visualising .... just them, being together;

O what fire!

But he never asked,

And now it's in the past.

All that beauty, all that youth,

How she glowed!

And he thinks it happened about thirty years ago.

A memory that comes

In a blink of an eye

Then without warning

Disappears ,before you can say ....Goodbye!

Reviews

[ANTO]

Wow - this is the second 'One that got away' poem I've read a reviewed in under an hour. There must a sense of that nostalgia in the air.
The brain loves to pull out old memories like a nanny going through shoe-boxes of old photos and momentos - perhaps its part of a 'whole-brain backup' and some things get displayed as they are backed up mate. But the way its written here it sounds like a delightful experience albeit a bittersweet one.
:)

[alf]

Hi Andrew. Ah sweet memories! All triggered by a fleeting mental image, a delicious aroma, a remembered word. I love that you can transform those wisps of thought to such beautiful poetry, alf

[Valentine]

A very lovely write. The mind is a very funny thing, so many times things one wishes to forget are brought to mind more often than something sweet that would be great to remember often. Valentine

[~]

He remembers how she made him feel. Some things look more beautiful from afar. Maybe if he really drew close, she would have lost her alluring power.

[sereenaoutloud]

This is very relatable, Those moments we let pass by wishing we didn't and what if we hadn't? Another great write AM

[Jamestown]

I can relate, then I think to myself, "what if "
and let me tell you, I really hate that question!
nice piece, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!