Best Reminiscences Poems

Snowing tonight ~ whispering, luminescent, dazzling,  
                           Air misty, heavy ~ wind calm, serene, 
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dad you unrolled the hose in the late afternoon
when venus slips by the moon,
fresh water for cemetery cypress,
green monster in the middle of the yard,
then I see you smoking carelessly among the plants,
the spiraling smoke rising to the sky,
police cars chase what they can on...

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REMINISCENCES   OF   A   DINOSAUR


Nothing really changes;   each one thinks himself
Slightly better than others of similar type :
“Oh, he’s too  fat ;  she’s gonna be left on the shelf”. . . . . 
I hear all...

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Summer days, meals-a-plenty,

Mystical playmates gathering gently

their wares to return another day to

share again in magnified dreams of elegant castles,

Caught on unknown cliffs

with vast green expanses celebrating life,

play, intrigue, and fun!

Days fly, nights fly,

Everyday I try

to keep light touches of

Years gone by to amplify,

My present thoughts...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."

                       Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge (from his writings)



Spring whispering...

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In grey zones of my cerebral hemisphere lies

A wild village almost buried under debris of

bygone years.And in the mozaic of my memory

stands adamant ahouse with clay walls old,

unrenovated,visible from its windows unending

stretch of wilderness-Long winter nights spent

under its roof listening to the elegiac notes

of howling...

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Do Thou carry some magic wand
Upon Thy invisible hand?
Which You wave and memories flood
Like myriad waves which sweep the sand.

A sweet sojourn before You flee
Dousing me with a joyous glee
Yet more often You leave me sad
My heart beset with grievous plea.

These turns you take with...

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the Secret Cottage,
a forest trek where
sundown gently on 
your face. Riverside
drifting.. the grasp seeds.
Forest game, heartbeat
of the wild nature, 
inhuman natures 
bloodstream chasing
the tormerting Faces....

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Whenever I remember that God sees me groaning in pain
Languishing in gloom, ruled by misery that has me slain
Earnestly hoping for His miracle to gain...
I thank Him for inviting me to immerse myself in His loving domain!

Whenever I remember that God hears me crying for...

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A time for rest,
a time for enjoyment,
in order to keep our mind at peace,
we venture out,
in search for something quite special indeed,
these are known as memories,
in order to keep these memories as lively as possible,
we tend to travel afar,
finding a number of ways to preserve...

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I met an old friend whom I hadn't seen in years
   We didn't get mushy, so no spilling of tears.
   However, we did sit and chat for a long while
   Reminiscences of a time that oft made us smile.


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I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others,
Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers.

I was situated in mellowed sunshine, like a colorful ship on the bronzed sea,
With innumerable blooms to catch the breezes, in a...

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In a dream of bare, I awoke
In the blared walls, it misspoke
The winds of Auria eluded in the cascading windows which then provoked 
Envisions of  Auria descended through the glistening saint
Without a flair, I discerned a haint
Auria wandered in a stage of fright,
Meanwhile, invading...

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Why am I so lonely,
Why didn't I share love and time?
Why couldn't I make death wait longer?
You were always on my mind.

I would have shaped myself better,
Controlled my stubbornness and drive,
Listened to you, ignored conflicts,
You were always on my mind.

I would have reset my life's...

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My thoughts reflecting upon a year that is about to pass into history. Each month bringing its own joy, sorrow, and contemplations. I have written It in the form of a couplet, adopting a 12 syllable meter per line of verse which can also be...

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