Listen to audio
“ A Distant Presence ”
– stored in old memories –
I feel a presence
Ever distant,
Lurking
In my memory,
Probing
Unrelentingly,
To surface
Above reticence,
Ne’er forgotten
Be one’s musings,
Despite a dying voice
Caught in the shadows,
Of a haunting choice
Stays a distant presence,
Stored in old memories…
I feel its existence
Lamenting regret,
Of relic adolescence
Did tend to forget,
One’s life so harried
Time be left scattered,
Yet held little matter
Amid memory’s embers,
Despite imploring pleas
Woefully entreating time,
On symbolic knees
Ought allow to remind,
Before the while be no more
Than a haunting memory…
Tho still I hear whispers
Of a lingering voice,
Must be the patient soul
In its life’s awoken choice,
Holds stored in old memories
That of a distant presence!
© Jean-Jacques Fournier
July 12, 2020
Music, Chet Baker – Almost Blue –
“Tho still I hear whispers
Of a lingering voice,
Must be the patient soul
In its life’s awoken choice,
Holds stored in old memories
That of a distant presence! “
The idea of a distant presence resonates. In moments of reverie, scattered thoughts come floating in my mind, without prompting. They just appear and I have no knowledge of who called them from long ago memories.
The lines that resonated most with you resonated most with me as well.
Sorry but I’m a sucker for the irresistible, so what can I say but, great minds think alike, which of course isn’t true, but as you said on another matter, it fits… et voilà!
🙂
You got it… but no surprise… as I believe that the likes of people like you with an active, ever thinking, healthy brain, awake or asleep, have minds that never stop sorting thru their ever accumulating life baggage. Ergo I’ve no doubt that the Rebecca we think we know, is a non stop sorter and accumulator of that massive baggage… much to our pleasure for what she shares with lucky us!