Joe Maverick Poet Rhyme

Misting

Thought about a memory just a moment gone.'
couldn't recall it all; though.. Effects have lasted long..
a flash it was..' it is..? not sure.. I'd like to hold it again.!
Its so important to me  now, though each day I'm facing strain
The man whose face  reminded me, had a familiar look I vow..!
something about his eyes it was.. Oh' & there seems more somehow..
he brought to me of a host of names; of thoughts to close to divide
recollections gathered round his form, but now I seek ernestly; they hide.'
Maybe upon a restful day my chance again will come?
 Yet I must now hurry, my silvered friend to leave
I hope we can connect again despite the daily grief
Perhaps it'll be in memory's.? or mirror image glimpsed gleams..!

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Pandita Sietesantos June 10, 2015 at 7:26 PM This piece just exudes pure magical brilliance transporting me to another place and time! I give it a solid "7! What an enjoyable read. You never fail to deliver, my friend! Pandita

Scott Thirtyseven April 25, 2015 at 1:32 AM The title draws us in, and the words take us from there. Great write.

Liam Mcdaid November 1, 2014 at 2:10 PM thumbs up this is an excellent piece joe

Jack Horne October 11, 2014 at 2:50 PM love this sad but thoughtful write, my friend - good to see it was featured. Have a great week

Space Cadet October 1, 2014 at 4:08 AM You're words flow, even some of the esoteric pieces, and what's wonderful, I don't mind the passive lines, the unexplained punctuation, and the line breaks that at first glance could be distracting, but it's merely the streams of egressive thought that really make your pieces work, like Coltrane trading lines with Ginsberg reading Joyce ...

Maurice Yvonne August 21, 2014 at 1:09 AM again an amazing write.

Daver Austin July 27, 2014 at 11:17 AM I see you are tied up in memory and maybe dreams. Me too. My sleeping hours have been crazy and my over all memory weak. I hold tight to those fleeting moments in time. Love, daver

Harry Horsman July 26, 2014 at 4:48 PM Oh can relate to this gem,,like how you wrote this Joe, another insight in what many will experience in a lifetime,,,

Daver Austin July 25, 2014 at 10:52 AM I hear ya, Joe, and beautifully stated. There are some moments that won't linger and are lost, maybe, forever. Sad. Love, daver

Robert Lindley July 22, 2014 at 10:37 PM Congrats on your poem being featured!!! A great title and a fine write. I love such passionate writes and the self assurance it takes to just let it all hang out for all to see and read! BBBravooo!!!

Andrea Dietrich July 19, 2014 at 10:05 PM seeing this sad one again. I see this one was featured? Congratulations, my friend.

Poet Destroyer A July 9, 2014 at 12:17 AM Hi Joe, Congratulation, on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. Always & Forever ~LINDA~

Jack Horne July 5, 2014 at 3:26 PM love this thoughtful write, Joe. Hope you're having a good weekend : )

Andrea Dietrich June 30, 2014 at 2:43 PM Hi, Joe. I love the title you gave to this. That really seems to fit it. It made me think of my own memory and how sometimes I can't quite grasp something! Good to see you have put up this new poem.

Sara Kendrick June 29, 2014 at 1:28 PM Sometimes it is hard to recognize ourselves isn't it..Enjoyed reading your creative work..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Eileen Manassian June 29, 2014 at 7:19 AM I liked it. No, it was NOT a rant. Good one, Joe. I feel like that sometimes. Things real but at times feel so insubstantial. Who are we now compared to who we were. Great job.