Best Heirlooms Poems

Oh sanguine

lost hopes

and 

dreams

each ornament renews

kisses, laughter, loved ones remembered
each ornament renews
victories, struggles, from bounty to barren
each ornament renews
cradle to grave, sweet memories rush back
each...

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Family heirlooms

Some collect old art pieces, jewelry or photos.
Others, end tables, organ benches, or beds
If it belonged to Grandma or Grandpa it’s a keeper.
Especially fancy...

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Some lives seem predestined -

etched with stellar grandeur
upon the crystal cradle of the universe
where solar winds sigh but a lullaby
and infinity is but an inheritance
whilst...

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In the twilight of suspended star thunder
where the waking jungle and broken Temple of tradition meet one another
she moves with a panthera prana, pranayama of...

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items in my container of memories
playbill for "Les Miserables" that Dad enjoyed
reminder of ignoble government
Jean Val Jean’s quest for justice
fugitive from the merciless Javert

outdated cell...

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My mother's hats were beautiful,
With feathers and flowers and such.
She cared for them so carefully,
Small hands must never touch.

She always wore a hat to town,
To...

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Sparkling stars are on full display,
bright jewels that dazzle the eye.
Like diamonds glittering in space,
they twinkle high in the night sky.

Following a scarlet sunset,
sparkling stars...

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~ Flute Song ~

Born in the deep depths of a hollow womb
Winsome notes float out with a sweet perfume
Poetic pearl tones glow through twilight gloom
And...

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three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh...
opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious 

beautiful baby babbles assertively
mesmerized by mishmash sounds 
that her astounding mouth can...

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In my treasures like all of us hold,
I have a bedspread, a fad of old.
My mother cut millions of circles of scraps,
From our little outgrown...

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People sometimes tell me the heirlooms given to me hold no value over how my heart feels, but these things have memories, stories of where...

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I have always felt myself extremely blessed to have found myself a wife
who believes very little is needed to make a happy life.

Before you think...

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Tracking time has changed throughout the years
Improving how hours, minutes, seconds appear 
Sundials, hourglasses, pendulums and more
Wall, wrist, mantle, waterproof - clocks galore

There is a...

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PHOTOGRAPHS

Past to present flashes,
priceless pages of life
physically twining
perpetual moments:
personalities smiles,
passing squirms! Jumps! Cries! Clicks!
Portrait heirlooms of LOVE...
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November 11, 2015...

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Mornings fade into evenings, evenings slip into nights.
Day colors spill from their pails, then seep into
valleys, wind caves and shale.

The Painted Desert bleeds into a...

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