Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Tofino Time

My beloved Pup at Wickaninnish


One looks back, down all those shambling, lost,
 bewildered, laughing, hilarious years,
at a kaleidoscope of memories, 
shining more golden, now,
for being past,
all jumbled and amazing,
the journey we took before we realized
we were following songlines laid down
in the long-ago.

We walked in wonder through it all,
visited by angels and by demons.
In time, we understood the demons 
were angels in disguise
for all we learned, how much we grew,
because of them.

Time now moves, sometimes, like a beautiful dream,
memories close, the years 
all the more dear for being gone.
I just learned I now belong to a demographic
called the Grey Tsunami, not the first time
I have been called a force of nature.


Boomers all, we sandbag the shore before us
pushing it  out, out and away, 
trying to avoid the inevitable,
the fact one day it will swoop back in
and carry us away.

The kaleidoscope turns and turns,
memories pop out,
I laugh, I cry.
Shining brightest are the years
when I lived my dream
on Tofino Time.

for Mary's prompt at dVerse where she is tending bar today, our topic: time or clocks. Of which, mine is ticking far too fast for comfort.

24 comments:

  1. Oh, I love this! It's so true that the days seem more golden in hindsight, perhaps because they're lost. And I love the wisdom of demons being angels for the growth that they brought! Lovely and insightful!

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  2. I love this Sherry, and I agree time is ticking far too fast for comfort. It seems the older we get the faster it does.

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  3. This put a lump in my throat. I could feel all the love...and even the turmoil that you have learned from. You have spoken of Tofino before, Sherry; I think it sounds like a place that you very closely belong to. And it's true, some memories do seem more golden when we look back at them. Would like to hear more about you being part of the Grey Tsunami...

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  4. sweeping and gorgeous, Sherry ~

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  5. All is beautiful! And you words tell the tale so wonderfully! Thank you Sherry! When I look back all I can say is thank you, thank you…perhaps I remember it more wonderful than it was, but I am grateful for that too. Thank you, thank you.

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  6. A part of that big gray wave, yes. Every cell inside of me agreed with your words, but especially that kaleidoscope of memories. Full and filled with living and learning. Thank you Sherry,

    Elizabeth

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  7. i much like the image of the kaleidoscope turning and turning as a symbol for change and for memories popping up in such an unexpected way and how we see them in different combinations as well

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  8. Tofino time, very moving Sherry ~ Those were indeed lovely and happy memories ~ One day of course, we will all be washed ashore ~

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  9. In time, we understood the demons
    were angels in disguise
    for all we learned, how much we grew,
    because of them.


    SO powerful!!

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  10. “All his life he tried to be a good person. Many times, however, he failed.
    For after all, he was only human. He wasn't a dog.”
    Charles M. Schulz



    ALOHA from Honolulu
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^= <3

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  11. I love the picture Sherry. It's no wonder you long for the place. Grey Tsunami huh? Guess I belong to that distinguished group. I know we've both been called worse names than that in our day. Ha.
    Enjoyed your poem Sherry. I'm right with you with the memories, the demons turned angels and all those things that were. And here we are, life still going on.

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  12. Lovely memories.Demons and Angels, the wheat and the tares, hard to pick.

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  13. I got all the goosebumps andthroat lumps. Such a beautiful poem. This: "the journey we took before we realized
    we were following songlines laid down
    in the long-ago."
    and the angels in disguise. And the ever-present kaleidoscope of Tofino time.

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  14. I do think we all have those special times in our past which we always remember as being ideal. Nostalgia is a wonderful thing, and it definitely feeds our soul.

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  15. "kaleidoscope of memories"..always a joy..angels we treasure and demons we learn from...a beautiful time travel Sherry... :)

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  16. lovely...time does provide for a kaleidoscope of memories...happy and sad. I like the idea of demons being angels in disguise for all that we learn from them.

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  17. Golden days on Vancouver Island . . . sigh. And yes, Tofino - camping on Long Beach (back in the days when you still could) the most radiant of all.

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    1. Your words took me back so . . .I fell into such a state of revery, I forgot to mention - BEAUTIFUL poem, Sherry ! ! !

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  18. it always ticks fast Sherry but when we look back we do find copious for our memories! :)

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  19. "songlines laid down
    in the long-ago."
    Those phrases you find. Delicious.

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  20. Sherry, I have commented several times on your beautiful poem but my comments did not appear. Sigh.
    I can see part of your heart is still in Torino but have no doubt that more joys are in the waiting in the years to come wherever you may be.

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  21. The use of 'kaleidoscope" is gorgeous here and the sentiments so very moving. The photo is breathtaking - sweet, dear Pup.

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  22. very moving poem..loved your closing lines..life is made of memories of time and of both joy and pain..:)

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