Best Remember Poems

Remember me...

A  fresh sweet scent

of  last gardenia

on yesterday's linen sheets

Remember me...

A cherry bud

in your backyard orchard

revealing  first pink shades

in once upon a soft blown kiss

Remember me...

An early summer

sharing your beach towel

and coconut butter

Remember me...

A roaring log fire

on a stormy night

in the hallway...

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Somewhere in a dream, 
Serene and blissful from the start
It comes to me again
The two of us in love, and eagerly alone
Breathlessly naive', and blissfully assured
that we would be as one
...that nothing in the world outside,  could ever be compared

Two bikes took rest against...

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I remember, oh how I remember
the years that have gone by.
Our doors were never bolted
our windows never closed.

Women had part-time jobs
knocking on doors all afternoon,
their comely voices bidding:
Madam 'tis Avon calling for you.

Meantime grandma would sit
outside the house and gossip
with friends who passed her by,
whilst...

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I will always remember the moment we met.
(Haunting woodlands in springtime, your slim silhouette)
The glint in your eyes sparked a tempest at dawn
overwhelming the dreams of a slumbering fawn.

I will always remember your singular smile
(Fusing fantasies, fancies and phantoms the while) 
when I brought you...

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A field afire
papery petals glow like ruby votive candles
a collection of cupped solar flames
vowed to shine despite the dew before dawn
evaporating any doubt the sun would rise
the mist would lift 
consoling one in darkness

Rising up where wildflowers past have fallen
victim to soil fallow and shallow
your...

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The things I value,
The things I cherish,
Are things no one else will
When I perish

Do I write a missive
Explaining the why?
Would this help save things
After I die?

This brown dead rose,
A gift from your dad,
Brings back the best night
I ever had.

This bead of pink
Once on a baby’s...

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The sun was rising high in the east over the town of Milton creek
It was the eighteenth day of December, the start of Christmas week
All the store fronts were decorated; it was a colourful sight to see
And even outside Sheriff Koplin's jailhouse was a six-foot...

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Traveling through the doorway in my heart
I emerge
Gently closing it
I place my palms on the worn hinges of time
I lay my ear near its surface
As I let my lips hover close
Grazing the wood with a gentle kiss

I turn and walk down a few steps
The mist...

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.                    So 
                  appear 
    ...

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Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with  no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from their sempiternal dreams of a free land. 

Their bare weapon was their incessant patriotism integrated  under a sensitise unique...

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A few poems written by Chan Hurst, (Just That Archaic Poet)

I hope that we can find some comfort in them at this sad time.


"A Rational Explanation"

What must I do to see this through-
Unlock the world I never knew?
For all I've seen hath been untrue,
As all...

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I long to fold my eyes and softly creep

                    beside the brook of fancy, as it flows

         ...

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~Not Like Me~ 

When you were first put into my arms, 
I begged God, to make you nothing like me 
For my sins, ask for no transformation 
This is my song, my meditation 

Look at my face 
Where has it gone, 
You no longer desire...

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Gary, you are my little soldier boy,
who died on Veteran's Day. ('83)
My sunny, golden-haired soldier boy,
that I still miss in every way.

You had just turned 13,
getting interested in girls.
When CF took you from me,
my heart, like a flag, unfurled.

You fought CF with every breath.
For 13...

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Oh Avi, Avi
  Sometimes, with my eyes closed
    I see you dance
      A dervish, whirling, like me
        And I wished
         ...

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