Memories

A lily in the pond
A mountain beyond;
A blue sky in spring
A bird on the wing.
The rippling call
Of a waterfall;
A soft spring rain
A robin's refrain.
Fields full of flowers
Spending long hours
With arms around you
Speak words not a few.
Such little things
To remember for years;
The songs we sing
Memories with tears.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Bagnall Avatar
November 8, 2011 at 5:20 AM
melancholy, but a fine fine poem, enjoyed your rhyming.
Minardi Avatar
October 26, 2011 at 10:12 AM
This remind me of someone... surely brings back memories... beautiful, Elizabeth.
Castro Avatar
October 26, 2011 at 8:16 AM
i enjoyed myself with a friend yesterday we went to the peer even though its winter it felt like spring it was wonderful we ate boiled shrimp and king crabs lol 7up
Hill Avatar
October 26, 2011 at 7:45 AM
my kind of place, a pond with lillies with a mountain backdrop...nice work Elizabeth...TAH
Peranteau Avatar
October 26, 2011 at 5:05 AM
This write has it's own appeal to it Elizabeth. Many souls have penned their artistic thoughts to this; "Memories" dear poet....I definitely like your cast of the sub mater here! Have a good one....much love,james
Devnath  Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 10:31 PM
My friend, you have bound memories with tears where left remember of years of past songs which more or less everyone bears. Truly written. Thanks for sharing. bl
Martin Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 2:20 PM
By the way, this one gets saved to Favs:)
Martin Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 2:18 PM
Dear Liz, you have this knack for expressing such deeply felt beauty about life and yet, simultaneously capturing the sadness of lost love. It's what I admire most about you and your writing...its so brutally honest about all the good, the bad and the ugly of this world we all share and experience. But your focus is on the beauty and for that I'll keep coming back for more. God bless you my dear poetic friend.
A   Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 11:01 AM
Liz,, all memories end up with joy or tears... a very pleasant poem... very pretty lines.... sadly the tears always express their way out,..p.d.
Sivey Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 8:43 AM
Sorry Lizzie, I did not receive my Soup Mail...I don't know what the deal is. I hate it that I can't get it...I would like to get your message, it's just not showing up. Thanks for your interest and your caring to write to me. I really appreciate it. I hope there's just a delay in the Soup Mail and that I'll get it soon. I couldn't find your Poetry Soup address...Maybe I'll find it!
Horne Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 7:44 AM
Lovely romantic write, my friend
Onclaud Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 7:17 AM
ectasy in its fullest degree, lizzie... richter scale heightens!..lovely..:) hugggs!
Ball Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 6:21 AM
This is so beautiful Liz. I think it would be great for a my favorite things contest . I loved this. The imagery here was great. You speak volumes here with few words. God Bless, JB
Effendi Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 1:34 AM
Feels like heaven, doesn't it? This one made me drift again. Thanks for sharing, dear Liz
Macmillan Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 10:03 PM
Hey, this shows me that less can be more. I love how you wrote, "speak words not a few" in a poem with few words. Clever wordsmith. You're both classic and fresh. Cheers and hugs, Cyndi
Sadberry Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 7:18 PM
Smile, *^_^* “I Do Not Know Exactly Why It Is *^_^* Well, Yes I Do But, I Have A Hard Time Grasping These Thoughts of Tears My Dear Precious & Priceless, Blessed & Beautiful Friend Elizabeth! * I Shed Tears Sometimes But From Love's Eyes & For The Most, They Are Amid Gratitudes Moments *^_^* Ever Seeing The Beauty In What Shall Soon Forevermore Be * Yet, Yesss, My Heart Does Stir Deeply, From The Pangs of Love.... * This Is A Very Pretty Poem *^_^* Status Quo Brushed By A Very Gifted & Beautiful Poetess &, Thank You, for Your Warm Sweet Visit!” === My Love, Always, Jasper *
Sivey Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 7:01 PM
Very nice write here Lizzie! I enjoyed this rhyming scheme! Awesome job! btw, I never received your soup mail you sent...sorry about that. also I have been struggling lately with personal problems, and am depressed lately thus the reason for the lack of posted poetry and lack of comments...I'm just struggling right now. I really miss PoetrySoup but just can't find the time for it, nor the willpower...just so you know I will be back real soon and hopefully refreshed and invigorated! GoodNight Lizzie
Jones Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 6:40 PM
Sweetness. I listened to crickets chirping tonite, was cool. Namaste~N
Green Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 6:27 PM
very touching if i say so,,,wonderful,,,awesome,,,brilliant.....very much enjoyed it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,thank you....
Song Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 5:50 PM
Simple snapshots of nature and love intertwined. I can envision a photo album of all these images, Elizabeth. Beautiful poem...I picture this as a song played in e minor with a flute. :) Gwendolen.
Yamin Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 5:11 PM
The title attracted my attention and I read your charming poem. Very impressive, indeed. Beautiful thoughts -very poetic. Memories can be haunting. They do bring tears. May be you would like to read my poem Yesteryears. Thanks for your illuminating comments on my poem The Concealed Anguish. Have a nice day. -Mohammad
Cooke Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 2:09 PM
Memories are precious, and yes it would make a good song. Always a pleasure to read your work Elizabeth.
Austin Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 1:16 PM
This would make a good song, Liz. There is already a song by that title, but what the heck. Love, those memories. Love, daver
Lane Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 10:56 AM
This is lovely Lizzy. Tony
Johnson Avatar
October 24, 2011 at 10:21 AM
I'll walk with you in the summer breeze. And spend the day under the trees. Where yesterday can live once more. As we walk together through that door.
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