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Lost Memories

We drank a glass of crimson wine
We drank to long lost days;
Where in the past sweet memories shine
When our love was all ablaze.
But seasons died and visions fade
With phantoms of love's lost dream;
The joys we knew have never stayed
They sleep within this ruby stream.

We picked the purple grapes that lay
Beneath the brilliance of the sun;
Where the shimmer of an autumn day
Was reflected where the waters run.
We hoarded all the clustered shapes
That brought old times conjured up;
Of feet that danced upon the grapes
And wine that filled the chalice cup.

Within these drops of crimson lie
Blushing shackles holding fast;
Those dancing shadows that can't die
Brought fleet winged dreams that hurry past.
We touched the goblet's silver rim
Each sip adored the grape's sweet stain;
Then bubbles sprang from the brim
To assault the spaces of the brain.

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  1. Date: 6/21/2012 12:53:00 AM
    I loved the journey this lovely poem took me on Elizabeth. Really beautifully poetry has the ability to lift ones spirits and cause the heart to to be filled with joy. Your poetry does that for me.

  1. Date: 6/17/2012 11:26:00 AM
    A marvelous composition... you always craft your poems so carefully, and draw out feelings so deftly and with precision. Always unique, always beautiful. Well done, Elizabeth!! Love, Keith :)

  1. Date: 1/6/2012 5:39:00 AM
    Honestly, i am speechless. this poem is brilliant. i absolutely love it.

  1. Date: 1/4/2012 3:45:00 AM
    wow! love this! :)

  1. Date: 12/14/2011 1:09:00 PM
    u have captured the essence of lost love and all those beautiful moments we spent ...but life is too callous sometimes and we don't get what we desired and we have at least poetry by our side..which is more than enough for an artists...i wonder if i can ever live a life without reading and writing verses... your poetry remeinds me of all the precious things that i don't have now....god bless ya

  1. Date: 12/14/2011 10:30:00 AM
    season die and vission fade... a vast title. alway cheerish your work Lizzy.

  1. Date: 12/14/2011 7:54:00 AM
    Good morning lovely Liz, , how are you this wonderful day? Me so & so... but hanging in there like a mistletoe.. You are bashing my brain here wishing me to get out of my writers block... I love the image of crimson wine.. he he he~ that makes a title for a poem it's self.. i also enjoyed my own image on stepping for another glass of wine... enjoyed your poem,.. always,..p.d.

  1. Date: 12/13/2011 2:29:00 PM
    One word "Breathtaking" your some writer girl. What a most thoroughly enjoyable piece to read. I'm smiling widely after reading this gem :)

  1. Date: 12/13/2011 1:40:00 PM
    Mmmmm wine and Elizabeth, I'm sure the combination will be tasty, breath taking and mind blowing. Oh by the way another lovely poem XXX

  1. Date: 12/12/2011 9:59:00 PM
    soo dreamy... simply mesmerized with you and your lovely heart Elizabeth. wishing you the best holiday season and a merry time in Christmas. always

  1. Date: 12/12/2011 2:16:00 PM
    Nice use of rhyme and imagery to share your thoughts. Thank you for your kind comment. Karen

  1. Date: 12/12/2011 1:19:00 PM
    Now I read this again...And it seems you have made it better then it was?Now I love it even more :o)

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  1. Date: 12/12/2011 11:53:00 AM
    A wonderful write dear poet ! This would have really been great to read Saturday night, having had a few of the goblets myself ! *smiles* Have a wonderful week Elizabeth ! much love, james

  1. Date: 12/12/2011 10:58:00 AM
    I like a taste of red wine myself now and then. Very enjoyuable poem! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

  1. Date: 12/12/2011 8:18:00 AM
    This is wonderful - I have to agree with David Blodgett, Elizabeth

  1. Date: 12/11/2011 2:51:00 PM
    Beautiful my friend. I had a vision of two lovers drinking a toast to their love. Gresat rhyme and rhythm. Beautiful imagery. God Bless, JB

  1. Date: 12/11/2011 2:39:00 PM
    With every sip, we pay our way. To where we wish memories would stay. But newborn dreams will not be still. We drink a toast thats not our will.

  1. Date: 12/11/2011 1:50:00 PM
    Lovely Elizabeth. Thank You XX

  1. Date: 12/11/2011 12:28:00 PM
    Enjoyed the theme here Lizzie and the rhyme forget my reasons must've been the vintage (stong from the seasons)

  1. Date: 12/11/2011 8:38:00 AM
    Lovely sweet memories splash out with the crimson wine in every line of this beautiful poem my friend."Those dancing shadows that can't die Brought fleet winged dreams that hurry past" Even the painful memories are often sweet because they give us the same joy again, which otherwise no longer exists. Lovely poem and thank you for your precious comments on I am Time speaking. Love and best wishes always ....…Ravindra…...elizabeth wesley