Silent One Poet Free verse

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Lane of Lost Memories

Sentimental rain creates puddles upon a lane of lost memories.
Gone are those malachite meadows, where we once ran free.

Clouds now reflect against intimidating soaring glass towers.
The scent of Silent fresh air, replaced by raucous toxic bustling cars.

In my childhood playground, rusty swings no longer blow in the wind, 
as a medley of broken dreams and forgotten promises, haunt my mind.

I hardly recognise these taciturn faces running around like ants.
Every strangers face I see, reminds me this place was never meant for me.

As suppressed spirits slowly guide me to your final resting place,
I am finally content, knowing, you are in the company of angels.

Silent One
25 September 2018

Example for the 'lines of ten that remind you what it was like back then' contest.

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Jude Herrick December 7, 2023 at 3:41 PM And by "manicured", I mean, anyone can make a diamond with the letters (font). But to arrange the am"bush" at the end. The arrangement is entity like, rather than haphazard . It gives form in 2 ways instead of 1 superficial way. I think you knew what I was saying, just being thorough. This may be the last...and furthermore (won't that be nice?) lol

Jude Herrick December 7, 2023 at 3:28 PM To be clear "sterile" attributed to the Bonsai tree not seemingly bearing fruit. But it bears fruit indeed that feeds the soul in it's manicured aesthetic beauty.

Jude Herrick December 7, 2023 at 11:08 AM I really like th way this is crafted. The hub at the end holding possibility for many offshoots. "As suppressed spirits slowly guide me to your final resting place," Within the rest of the poem is given topic by this Mother line. (It could be the memories, the childhood park, the better era, a graveyard of dreams...very awesome, and manicured like a Japanese Bonsai Tree, in a pregnancy of haunting fruit. Sterile, never.

Constance La France December 1, 2018 at 10:55 AM Silent, such a beautiful write and you always pick the exact perfect music to accompany your words, love this, well done ~

Becca Teagan October 15, 2018 at 12:01 AM Some interesting word choices in this one! It's amazing how much things can change, isn't it. The final couplet is kind of a twist ending, I think. Very well done.

James Inman October 10, 2018 at 7:48 AM Your melancholy thoughts are beautifully presented here Silent One.

Vladislav Raven October 8, 2018 at 9:22 AM Hi Silent, firstly, a belated congratulations on your POTD. Another excellent use of the free verse form. As always, you lay before us an emotional piece that touches the heart deeply. The emotional content paints such vivid imagery in the mind. It is always an honour and a pleasure to read your work my friend. this one is a fave. Hugs....Mike. XX

Debjani Mitra October 4, 2018 at 8:52 PM so much to learn from your poetry....for beginners like me..I go through often..lovely use of words..

Andrea Dietrich October 4, 2018 at 7:35 PM POTD. BIG congrats, Silent One.

Susan Ashley October 3, 2018 at 8:48 PM Your poem is deep, lonely and melancholy, Silent One. Life is never the same.. we realize that our childhood with its hopes and dreams is lost and then sadly, so are some of those we love as the passage of time takes its toll. Your last two lines are especially moving. Our present can pale in comparison to our sweet memories of yesterday.. Belated congratulations on your well deserved recognition with POTD honors with your exquisitely expressed poem. Warmest wishes always my friend.. ~Susan

Carole Duet October 3, 2018 at 3:24 PM P.S. One of my favorite songs too.

Carole Duet October 3, 2018 at 3:23 PM So heartfelt and deep...wonderful poetry as usual, ZZ.

Nette Onclaud October 3, 2018 at 2:25 PM POTD it is, S O... huggs

Mohammad Yamin October 1, 2018 at 5:18 PM Very well written poem replete with metaphors and similes. Congratulations

Sandra Haight September 29, 2018 at 8:00 AM A belated congratulations on your very sad but so well-written poem honored as POTD.

Anne-Lise Andresen September 29, 2018 at 1:05 AM - Congratulations on yours p.o.t.d., S.O. :) - Happy weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Connie Marcum Wong September 28, 2018 at 8:34 PM I am back to congratulate you on POTD! Brilliant writing Silent! : )

Joanna Daniel September 27, 2018 at 9:29 AM Enjoyed reading this beauty of a poem, SO:) congratulations on POTD:)

M. L. Kiser September 26, 2018 at 9:14 PM Sad, happy, loving, compassionate, lonely; it has many attributes, this poem; well done.

Heidi Sands September 26, 2018 at 5:42 PM Congratulations for POTD! :)

Winged Warrior September 26, 2018 at 3:58 PM Back to Congrats!!! on POTD! my Silent friend...love & light...^WW^

Andrea Dietrich September 26, 2018 at 3:32 PM I really like your example. I just saw another poem like this so somebody has also done a very nice one. I am so behind here. Gotta catch up on new contests like yours.

Brandy Nicole September 26, 2018 at 1:32 PM Congratulations Silent One, on Poem of the Day. My best to you. ~ Brandy

Roy Pett September 26, 2018 at 12:38 PM Absolutely amazing SO, thoroughly enjoyed reading this exceptional piece of poetry, congratulations on your well deserved POTD my friend. :))

Besma Riabi Dziri September 26, 2018 at 11:11 AM We are never the same when we lose parts of who we are.. The taste of that beauty once filled our lives.. Living on sweet and cherished memories.. A deep and brilliant write about human nature aches.. Beautifully nostalgic.. Congratulations on your POTD Silent One.. A well deserved recognition.. A poetry from the heart goes deep inside the heart. My deepest regards. Stay blessed always.

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