Thursday, 13 February 2014

A Puff Of Memory Gives You Cancer

It has been around about seven months since I've posted anything here and I'm sorry about that. I haven't written anything in a while and that's partly because I've had some big changes in my life, namely starting university and partly because of writers block. But inspiration struck and I wrote this. I hope you enjoy.

A Puff of Memory Gives You Cancer

Memory is smoke.
Intangible, lingering, drifting.
And then it dissipates into the night air.

Memory is inhaled in puffs.
Soothing, satisfying, calming.
Saturating the brain.
Watch the years billow out before your eyes.

A little cloud.
An essence of bluish grey.
The monotonous methodical moments.
And then a glowing ember,
Love, or fervency, or rage
A reverie that smoulders.

Yet even as the memories fade away,
Consumed by the chill evening,
In the light of the setting sun.
The desire to be remembered,
The longing for fame,
Progresses and grows.
Spreading through the nooks and hidden corners of the mind.
The dark passages and secrets alleys of consciousness.
Until it culminates as an action.
As a song or a scientific theory or a murder.
A feat to shelter your identity from the eroding patience of time.

An identity is a vibration.
A sequence of sounds that is labelled a name.
Specifically a vibration is how we share our identities with others.
And like smoke,
It lingers for a while
And eventually we dissipate.
But it’s still worthwhile to watch the patterns in the smoke
And see the shapes in the clouds.


  1. It is wonderful to be able to read a poem written by you again, Octa. :D *hugs*
    I love the words to this poem, they are so beautiful but bittersweet as well. It is amazing to me how much I can relate to this. I have had thoughts of this sort, just not as well placed or elegantly put as you have done. :)
    Thank you Octa for treating us to another wonderful poem. As with the others, I will treasure this.

  2. can't believe i never commented on this!!!!

    octa this poem is so beautiful. i've read it several times and it never fails to awe me. just read it again now and cried a little, you capture and convey so many emotions with it and it's so so powerful. your mastery of words is fantastic.

    i love this poem.

    hope you're doing well and having a good year at uni!!! :-)

    1. Thank you! I am so glad you enjoy it. I am doing pretty well. Uni is so wonderful, I'm absolutely loving it.

      I had wondered whether anyone apart from Kal had read it :P Glad to know that you have :)