Memory Clothes Poems

 Turn around! Turn around!
In perpetual spin memories abound.

One gown, long to the ground.
Antique white - quite profound.

A mother’s right to sow seeds.
A holy Father’s...

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Clothes in a wardrobe still so neat
Your favourite fragrance makes it so complete
A task set without choice for me
To sort your things not so easily...

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I'm my day the Army
Was very frugal with our kit.
Whenever possible if seemed
They recycled every bit.
My Greatcoat had certainly 
Been around for a while;
It was...

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There he sits that monstrous hypocrite. There he dwells as I wash these dishes, his dishes. There he slouches, watching his games, his news, his...

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flowing paenula
brings ancient memory wisps
gentle time pieces...

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Alone I was sitting
Wondering where you are
Two years have passed
And you're still there 
Where I can't find you

Alone I was sitting
Lost in a memory of...

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I dress up every Sunday, 
but only in my mind
My coat and tie in tattered shreds,
the past and future bind

To celebrate in peasant rags,
as memory...

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The scent of linen,
Slacks, creams, leather. Mellow tunes.
Soft muted bustle.

	We move promptly to our quest.
	In the purse, Mom’s hard won cash.
 ~
The shoe department...
Always with...

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See the girls on the corner 
In tight tanks 
And micro minis
Popping gum
Locking eyes 
Driving boys wild
See the sunlight 
Outline their curls in gold
Memories of...

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Ah, the afternoons at the once upon a time, busy mall.
With my long auburn hair, large hoop earrings.
Add thigh high white boots, with dashing men, leering!
It was...

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There used to be a time when I had lost all hope

I gave up on love and burned my happiness to ashes 

Broken to the...

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beyond what we know is the realm of wrapping
  can be no time, can be no space
  just stuff, bits and pieces, much...

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We bought the get-up
at the local thrift store.
 
I elected to dress like a cop,
much to the amusement
of the female Dollar Store employees
who whistled and...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Ribbons of silver light
Crimson in amber strings drift ahead of me
Red, Gold, and Green sway absently
As the engine hums into the night
Passing the shop windows...

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