That dandelion puff called memory
Floats through consciousness' treasury,
A needle in the haystack when sought,
Stigmatic and lingering when not.
Remembers most foolish dreams,
Forgets life's numerous themes.
Fragile and crumbling with time,
Yet unyielding without reason or rhyme.
Men has tamed every beast,
But not his own memory, though least.
Jun 16, 2012
Jun 16, 2012 at 7:31 PM UTC
That dandelion puff called memory
Floats through consciousness' treasury,
A needle in the haystack when sought,
Stigmatic and lingering when not.
Remembers most foolish dreams,
Forgets life's numerous themes.
Fragile and crumbling with time,
Yet unyielding without reason or rhyme.
Men has tamed every beast,
But not his own memory, though least.