Far memory.

narrative verse

Far memory?

 

I’m haunted by strange memories

of places I have never been

I can remember vividly

Street scenes I know I have not seen

 

It’s very strange and puzzles me.

I cannot see how possibly

I have access to memories

I know do not belong to me.

 

I see street scenes from long ago.

Though where they are I do not know.

The clothes are unfamiliar.

To me they seem peculiar.

 

I think it may be Budapest.

But honestly that’s just a guess.

It could be almost anywhere.

But I am sure I’ve not been there.

 

My wife suggests telepathy.

I do not see how it could be.

A temporal anomaly

which can’t exist apparently.

 

The learned experts all agree

 it’s an impossibility

But can’t explain how I can see

Scenes from the eighteenth century.

 

I have a photograph which shows.

People in old fashioned clothes.

Which was taken in  old Moscow

More than a hundred years ago.

 

Establishing the verity

Of the intrusive memories

The scenes I see so vividly.

Though how remains a mystery.

 

I know they are real memories.

Although the experts disagree.

I hope to prove eventually

these memories have reality.

 

They are passed down genetically.

Encoded in our DNA.

I will research my family tree

and try to prove it come what may.

 

Although it’s just a theory.

I will pursue it ardently

Some body in my ancestry

may well turn out to be.

 

 A man who lived in old Moscow

Who emigrated to the west.

Although perhaps I’ll never know.

It gives my life an interest.

 

I like to think that there might be

somebody in my family tree.

Who will prove to be the key

which will unlock the mystery.

 

Of who perhaps I used to be

 in the eighteenth century.

Which would explain the memories

apparently passed down to me

 

Saturday, 21 August 2010

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Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

You remind me of Twain who once said as I age my faculties are sadly fading I can hardly remember what things Ive done .Soon all I will be able to recall are the things I didnt do

[Light]

This quite the poem. Some of your ancestor's memories left over encoded in DNA? Interesting idea; they have a video game that is based off of that concept. This was a good/fun write.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

interesting. i have a few of those memories myself. no theories about them. just curiosity.