Best Memoirs Poems

I'm

the

white fog

layered on

gold-jasmine face of

the orange moon, shimmering with

shy starships and laced along hailstones of honesty;

When the sapphires of earth are etched with orchestral milky beams, smeared with ominous balms, 

I want you to weave a cherry-crescent with periwinkle dreams and let aqua-pink amulets swing...

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When I was 10 my world was fun
Filled with friends and joy & laughter
I didn't know what was to come
Who I'd become thereafter
 
11 came and I changed schools
With all my friends and aspirations
Along came homework and more rules
A pretty rigid education
 
Walking down the...

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Lapping against the shoreline’s edge,
Fluid quartz-crystal of waves rush
through my toes . As I align home-made
paper boats wiggling against ebb tide,  
the looped hammock of moon gently cradles 
strains from Jobim’s notes, ‘ Agua de Beber, ’ 
where summer memoirs  drip inside my...

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“The Memoirs of a Cat Lady” 



you slinked onto my sunny windowsill
winked with your one good eye
a no-brainer, all in your face, head

saucy marmalade pants 
bittersweet No. 1 wins the day,
in my bed

oh to be dominant
in my realm of warmth
once again

Moonlight 
calculates the temerity 
of...

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Decades crossed our paths with treasured memoirs, with laughter - tears - thrown to heavenly stars.
Together we shared inner thoughts - feelings... we alone had binding - lasting dealings.

We know not when our lives will end or part, but always know we share love of...

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Your childhood abode left scars unhealed
      that I yearned to kiss and make better.
 That sense of abandonment I recognized
      As I too grew up feeling unwanted, unloved.
 I beheld the tenderness in your sweet...

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I will never forget the years
When the leaves dripped sparkling droplets
And the glistening stream rushed forth
Rolling pebbles and stones on the way
My naive heart found a place to stay

To ponder upon the journey till then
Beneath turning and tossing desires
In the noisy pattering of raindrops
Which calmed...

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     A San Francisco Haiku Quartet



           Oh San Francisco
           Beat poets Ferlinghetti
         ...

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and we are,
       but dusk-kissed poems,
many moons apart,
      sequined in stygian sorrow ~
while ultraviolet veins 
compose an electrified elegy,
                    for unrequited stars
...

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Down the road to wonder
You’ll find another day
Filled with all your memories
You’ve made along the way
Some of them happy
Some of them sad
All of them remembrance
Of the life you had
As you face tomorrow
You’ll look back on today
Seeing how your past
Has helped you find your way
Right here...

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The rise of the sun,
As mists dance on the old pond:
Entwined with the breeze.

Glistening gardens,
Flowers frolic in the wind:
As birds chirp their hymns.

The ivory clouds,
Tickle the laughing mountain:
While the meadow smiles.

Flight of the red hawk,
From the bare cotton wood tree:
Soaring cobalt skies.

The praising wheat fields,
Worshiping...

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Setting sun desert
Hot skies are blooming colors!
It's orange and red,
with the pink and lilac sprays-
and floating, creamy bouquets.

Blue stars are coming
searching for deep green they missed,
near to crescent moon.
Tall cacti salute the stars
midst swirled, yellow sand memoirs.


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Something beuatiful remains...Memoirs

The tide recedes but,
leaves behind bright
seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but
gentle warmth still
lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet
It echoes on in sweet 
refrains...
For every joy that passes
Something beautiful
remains...

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By the river corner I sat and wept
Memories of the war flooding my mind
Imagines of rotting bodies everywhere
The smell of dying children pungent still
Starvation and molestation rampant
How did things degenerate so quickly?

At all turns reality hits me quick
In the gut, so full of the pain...

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   "Memoirs of Legacy"



in hopes of leaving written legacy behind
words of inspiration with creative flare
mellow moments fashion in sweet phrases to unwind.

absorbing potent messages ingesting with great care
phases of poetic art emerges to embrace
words of inspiration with creative flare.

lines of legacy infiltrate blank...

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