Like clouds they appear, gently at times, urgently at others, jolting us from our daydream existence. Thoughts of yesteryear, yesterday, this morning… what ifs and what could bes… whys and hows… remember thems and remember whens. Teardrops fill laughter lines, hearts beat sometimes faster, sometimes heavier. Answers are gleamed. Questions raised. Blanks are filled, names are remembered. Schooldays. Away days. Even boring rainy days. Unfinished plans… realised dreams… successful outcomes paired with future goals.

Old friends, one-time friends, zany friends, and strangers with familiar faces.

Places. Favourite places. First-time places. Pass-through places. Meant to go places. Even scary places.

Glances. Secrets. Wishful thoughts and hidden regrets. Happy moments. Cherished moments. Wished I’d bottled them moments.

Cheerful hellos… tearful farewells.

Missed opportunities and moments grabbed.

Flavours. Scents. Sounds. Sights. Sensations. Vibrations. Imagination! Exhilaration!!

What ifs and what could bes…

Blanks are filled. Teardrops fill laughter lines.

Happy moments.

My moments.

Memories.

Even boring rainy days.

Posted by Tom Merriman

A future writer living in the present day

14 Comments

  1. Beautiful thoughts Tom.. and a wonderful reflection as one gazes up to the clouds.. And a wonderful capture my friend.. Happy Days.. 🙂 to YOU..

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    1. And to you as well, Sue. Thank you. 🙂

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  2. Well done TL !!! Great little journey weaving in and out of ‘BEING”…Your words were right on…. Ah those memories! Enjoy your journey back in time. Have a good week….. VK 🙂

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    1. Ah, indeed, VK!
      It was fun going with the flow with this one… and thank you for sharing Barbra – it’s been a while since I heard that song! 🙂

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  3. Oh goodness……memories … some long forgotten …some painful to remember …some as fresh as the morning after the storm of night.

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    1. Indeed, Beverly! I find the long forgotten ones that make me laugh the best… although I’m baffled as to why they should be forgotten in the first place! 😀

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  4. sweet and beautiful Tom!

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  5. Well articulated! Memories are precious moments, which we carry in our hearts and as Wordsworth has vert aptly said : “They flash upon that inward eye and are a bliss of solitude.” 🙂

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    1. Thank you, Balroop. And I agree with both yourself and Wordsworth! 🙂

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  6. May you always be gifted with sweet memories Tom! 🙂

    God Bless my wonderful friend!!! 🙂

    Prenin.

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    1. And you, Prenin. Hopefully we can forget about the sour kind.

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  7. Descriptive words of times experienced and indelibly in our memories. Brings one to a pondering moment in time.
    Isadora 😎

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    1. Always a fascinating moment to be in, Isadora!

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