Life’s Vanishing Memories

life and memory are only

occasional bed-mates. for


how much of this life

falls into the small and

the minor moments? those


of lesser consequence


while the time was spent

did the memory care to

record them for the sake


of posterity and remembrance?


what is the sum of these

moments, their portion?

our times past now made


of life’s vanishing memories


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About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on December 6, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 31 Comments.

  1. It’s fascinating the things we can recall quickly but the things we really wish we could play back seem to have been erased

    • Thank you! 🙂 It is amazing how the mind works. Storing and repeating simple, almost meaningless moments and yet, somehow, forgetting moments we would like to remember.

  2. I wonder this myself. Great first line.

  3. Well…If I got to the end of my life and couldn’t remember anything of any significaance, something that gave me a sense of having lived, then I would probably be suffering from Dementia/ Altheimer’s Disease. That would be very sad indeed. Jx

    • Thank you, Jodine! 🙂 That would be sad. It’s those moments when we reminisce but seem to remember the smallest, almost insignificant moments rather than the big events that makes me wonder how the mind works. It’s great to meet you!

  4. I was going to reply to your post but I forgot what I was going to write….

  5. Made me wonder if dwelling on a few vividly remembered disappointments, I may have missed a truly happy life made up of a million pleasurable moments judged and discarded as insignificant by my perversely minded brain.

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  7. At times I wish if I could erase a few of my memories..But I have got a good memory power to remember all those which I like to forget..:)

  8. I could make many comments in a similar vein. I’m reminded sometimes of a film called ‘Sliding Doors’, and how the smallest alteration of a decision can redefine a life. there are many forgotten moments, but even more moments I wish I did not have to remember. Regret is a powerful engine.

    • Thank you, Frederick! 🙂 Small decisions can impact our lives in a big way – a little like the Butterfly Effect. Memories are made of triumphs and tragedies, big and small. The mind sometimes has a way of hanging onto what we might deem insignificant and allowing the important stuff to fade away.

  9. Loved the first line, “Life and memory are occasional bed-mates”…so, so true.

  10. “life and memory are only

    occasional bed-mates.”

    Got me at the first line. Wonderful introspective piece.

  11. Thanks for the insight. I identify with it as I have a pretty bad memory.

    • Thank you! 🙂 It’s only natural really. Forgetting things or only remembering small portions of moments in our lives is one of those little quirks the mind develops. It’s great to meet you!

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