Just James Poet Pantoum

Memory Pond

I lie down closing my brown eyes
I take a stone and throw it in
the ripples slowly now arise
my past touching me deep within

I take a stone and throw it in
I watch the past gently unfold
my past touching me deep within
I dream of something I can hold 

I watch the past gently unfold
my golden moments soft and sweet
I dream of something I can hold 
I need to keep this kind repeat

my golden moments soft and sweet
life ripples hold the past and dies
I need to keep this kind repeat
I lie down closing my brown eyes

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Jean Murray November 4, 2016 at 4:33 PM Well?? I'm waiting for whatever was up your sleeve James.

Jean Murray October 31, 2016 at 2:25 AM I will sleep with it beneath my pillow James. It's not still beating is it? That would keep me awake I'm afraid.

Jean Murray October 29, 2016 at 2:05 PM You have just given me some "golden moments, soft and sweet" James. Your heart in the post yet?? Jean Murray October 31, 2016 at 2:26 AM I will sleep with it beneath my pillow James. It's not still beating is it? That would keep me awake I'm afraid. Just James October 30, 2016 at 11:53 PM I so glad you enjoyed it ...its in the mail!

Moon Flower October 26, 2016 at 1:45 AM A nicely penned pantoum, James. Or should i say good memories and a reverie in a moment? Nice to see you writing again. ;) Just James October 26, 2016 at 2:46 AM Thank you "Flower" did you notice how the Pantoum ripples?