SCENES THAT STRIKE YOU SILENT

Everyone has seen scenes and were struck with a sense of irony or melancholy, beauty or tragedy and found it impossible to adequately describe it to someone else. So, that person quietly keeps it to himself. Like:

You wish you would have said something
to the parents who tend, and then depart;
to fade like the dust of papers in some
...................................................forgotten attic.
And only their caressing eyes
remain in your mind
to appear in quiet moments--like angles--and
..................................................make you ache.
* * *
And during the daily march of your existence,
when, with a word, a song, a scene in a park,
comes the memory of a woman--and you grow still.
* * *
Or wishing you could retreat years back
to some golden place in your youth,
only to find there, a rusty gate
.................................................creaking in the wind.
* * *
Or with rain falling endlessly under a street lamp
you didn’t know which direction to turn
...............................................with empty arms.
* * *
Do you cultivate a memory
and fight its fading
.............it’s so sweet
..........................and crushing
.....................................by its beauty
...............................................and tragic swiftness

or its pain exaggerated by time?

There are lots more brief "scenes that strike you silent" in this poem.