Poetic License: ‘Up Memory Lane’
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Joe Pacheco
(Nonagenarian Blues)
I can remember when remember was,
Remember when forgot was not at all,
When present rolled unrolled in panorama
Past tomorrows still too young to come.
Then all of love was all we had to live
And all of life was all we had to love,
And every stop would start a new forever
And no forever ever dared to stop.
But now there’s only Once … a thousand times
Told over and over as time slows on,
While one-way nostalgia rutted with cliché
Remembers what was not in right of way,
Detours past future into presents gone
And makes each moment duller than before.