Reminiscing

Poem:Reminiscing

 

Do you remember when?

Oh those were the days!

If only…

CONK!

Review: Reminiscing

Reading this short poem I’m instantly met with a sense of cosiness and warmth (once I’ve taken off my cap of cynicism that is) Well, I have decided to remove it and have flung it far away. I am choosing to succumb to this feeling of ‘cute’ Aww, to look back eh?  To reminisce. It’s an indulgence right? A luxury. There’s no time in real life to take such a preposterous action. There’s no time is there? Unless one is a ‘kept’ man or woman?  Then I can only pressume that there’s plenty time on hands whilst the spouse/other half/significant other is busy earning that crust. No doubt something is expected in return. I’m not going to go there but in at nutshell. We all have our timetables and arrangements don’t we?

OR there’s plenty of time when one has retired and looking back at the life that has been lived and is currently living.

CONK! I am then met with. It’s an ending. Oh dear.Someone has croaked it.

End of poem. Then I realise why it’s such a short poem. Just as I was about to find out what appears to be a final regret was with an ‘if only’ and I will never know.

Cloggs have popped! C’est fini!

What is this poem telling me?

Hmm?

To not indulge in and lament the ‘what if’s’ because they weren’t were they? What a waste of time!

Enjoy life and carry on living it.

‘Conk’ is a humorous word to end with.