Best Mementoes Poems

We said our goodbyes in June,
and the months since blur into mist.
At unexpected moments, awareness
of loss hits; tears spill unbidden.

Family gathering, Christmas Eve 
as usual...

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Curtains drawn drawing me in
past trinkets left as mementoes
reaching for stars and moments
filled with honeydew kisses
keepsakes kept inside 

Sugared apple blossom scents 
fill the void...

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She found some mementoes stored in a box
before the new owners came to change the locks.
An assortment of items almost forgotten
now partly hidden under protective...

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My heart bares many wounds
that will not heal
mementoes of lost love
and heartache time hasn't heeled
I have cried so many internal tears
that burned inside me
as deep...

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 LOVE FOREVER FADES AWAY!!!!   wrote by Mrs.Madhavi
Waving like the sea,
Your decision was bias.
You ought to give me wedding ring,
But set my dreams...

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Like a shadow within a shadow merging with the darkness of night, I am the shadow merger
Like the sense of invisibility that cloaks my corpse...

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Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV
 Part One           ...

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for Ronald Hindmarsh-Midwood 
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I met a woman, fell in love
She was a gift from above
Soon she became my spouse
We gathered things and set up house.

Some things were new...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 8

The pain that M’m’selle inflicts on her toes
Twists itches in bums and bosoms of hope
Each in his own...

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There it is having so enjoyed it
full of sunshine there in the med
tomorrow is day to catch plane home
you wish to turn clock back instead

Each...

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They got them in service to their country
mementoes of it’s wars,
some for valor above and beyond
others for sweeping floors.

They all turned out in uniform
fulfilling the...

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Loving like a microphone
When we’re on the phone
You ignore everything  I’ve done
Our time together was fun, I guess?
Missing you in your summer dress
When I’m...

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Michael, the archangel,
was found dead on my lawn this morning -
stuffed inside a Gestapo boot. 
Crisp, black leather 
containing the remnants 
of abandoned halos and...

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Having flown with you.
  Having watched you wither.
    Beauty remains,
      But the most beautiful has blown...

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