Putting globules of memories into the air
Enabling the scent of the past to permeate the world
Rose and citrus mixed with grandma and the lake
Funny how smell is the sense that triggers all this
Urging us to remember
Molding the moment into something nostalgic
Except when it causes us to sneeze
The fish swarmed the small net.
Until that moment, Charlie was not that popular of a fish
Now they were Charlie’s army. They swarmed in and swam with all their might
And the net snapped, allowing all of them to carry off Charlie as the music swelled
Cider so hard you need a hammer and chisel to drink it
Resulting in puckered lips that would make an Instagram influencer jealous
It leaves an impression on the consumer’s soul
Searing the memory of that tree, that branch, that fruit, that moment
Permanently into your psyche
“Never will this moment be here again.”
“Okay, but that means I will always miss it, doesn’t it?”
“Well you did just now…”
Pushing her body to breaking never helped anyone
Unless you were talking about her guilt
Now she was here and wondered if this time she had gone too far
It seemed to make sense in the heat of the moment
So now hanging on this rockface fifty feet up and her strength giving out, she wondered
How did eating a single extra Oreo do this to her?
Watching the sun make its escape as it sinks beneath the horizon
Everything becomes more magical in that twilight moment
Snippets and whispers of other realms peek from beyond the veil
That opportunity sets as darkness brings down the curtain
Ribbons of light cascade down between the dark clouds
As the teardrop remnants of rain drip from outstretched leaves
Yielding a gleaming, magical moment
They were always looking for a place to settle down in
Running was so tiring, and the souls of their shoes were getting holey
It would start with that awkward silence that announced the countdown to launch
But this time there was no moment of quiet in the cacophony of laughter
Everyone deserves to find where their weird is the normal, and that’s how they knew they found their people, their…
Cuddling underneath his fleece blankie he smiled
Outside the wind is shaking the windows wanting in
Sound of the crackling flames in the fireplace lull him almost to sleep
Yawning he shut off the TV. He wanted to live in that moment forever.
My valentine cast a spell on me
As she breathed out the words “I do”,
Giving me that moment I had been craving my whole life.
It was too perfect.
Could this all be an illusion?