Loving Memories Poem by Elena Sandu

Loving Memories



One day the little girl was playing on the floor
fallen asleep, she'd open eyes
to find own head on older sister's lap.
There were voices speaking all at once,
music playing a foreign song and, lots of laughes!
She didn't dare to breathe, played dead asleep
knowing that as soon she'd open eyes to move
will be surely sent to the 'children room'.
One moment everyone quiet down, the music stopped
and a young man recited something strange
it sounded like a foreign tongue lyrics song.
Too small to understand, two words were stuck
to the little girl ears, ahh how much she wanted
to watch the voice coming out from young man's mouth!
How can she make those words sound the same?
How strange that tongue, familiar sounds
yet could not understand one word? !
But those two words, or one, oh, such strange
sounds, how much she loved!
Kept in her mind to be played again and again
Rearanged, viceversa then back to normal state.
Years later, at school's latin hour she found
the (thought) forgotten words, reminded was
that once upon a time were part of little game:
'volens nolens', changed upon her play,
finally learned its meaning and true form:

'Nolens Volens'.

Monday, July 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 22 July 2014

This was a wonderful story, I was so heavily immersed inside this tale, I could easily see everything in my head as if it were a film. There was something melancholic about this, the bittersweet memories of long ago moments swept inside the halls of time, it reminds me as a child when I was told not to be in rooms where adults talked about serious matters and was forced to take a back seat. A wonderful poem, filled with the clarity and powerful imagery, this was lovely.

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