On the tip of your tongue.

On the tip of your tongue.

A Poem by Poeticpiers

poem in triplets


On the tip of your tongue


 You know, you know but can’t explain

Just how or why you came to gain.

The facts stored in your memory.


Odd facts stored subconsciously.

For no good reason seemingly.

Stored away haphazardly.


Though ev’ry fact our mind has stored.

It had some reason to record.

A nugget added to the hoard.


A vast accumulation

Of useless information.

We very seldom call upon.


But when we do it’s sad but true

We find that we cannot renew.

The direct link that leads us to.


The word or phrase we want to find.

Amongst those hidden in our mind.

The system is not well designed.


We can’t recover what we’ve stored.

Our efforts totally ignored.

Our mind decides it can’t afford.


To grant unlimited access.

Although it leaves us free to guess.

The reason for such stubbornness.


Thursday, 12 April 2012



© 2012 Poeticpiers

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I remember reading not too long ago that every time we consciously remember a memory after the first time, we are actually remembering our own interpretation of that memory. In essence, we're remembering how we remembered how we pictured it, incrementing each time we recall it. Memories of memories..... changes over time.

To think that even those shadows' shadows may slip from our hands....

Posted 6 Years Ago

Nice to read this one again!

Posted 6 Years Ago

We can’t recover what we’ve stored.
Our efforts totally ignored.
Our mind decides it can’t afford.

You have crafted very well this beautiful poetry, I really enjoyed.

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

beautiful poem very well written

Posted 7 Years Ago

This is so true, Piers, and more so as the years mount up. I lose the most ridiculous words and names in the labyrinth of my mind, knowing they're there, but just hidden around a corner somewhere; but which one? Nothing is more frustrating.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I love this and yes how our brains become so cluttered with info we never knew we carried. Very good write.

Posted 7 Years Ago

You know, you know you are a poet of true distinction. Thank you for sharing your work of humor and mettle.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Can you say story of my life?!? That one word you want to say but just cant seem to think of it yet ask me how many people were killed in the battle of Verdun or every irregular spanish verb in the past tense nd somehow my mind is able to remember that......strange haha well great job

Posted 8 Years Ago

I am reminded of my grandmother's alzheimer's ....what things come through day to day versus those things that simply just don't anymore...

Posted 8 Years Ago

Beautiful and poignant. Well done.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom

72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..


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