Memory Fibonacci 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...

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I
dream
about,
grandpa's farm,
his house in winter,
white snow blending with sky and clouds,
the horses safe and cozy in the barn I just left,
oh, if I could...

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an
ache
buried
deep within.
fistful of years gone
since he lost his beloved pooch
to cancer; even though he has a new four-legged friend,
he'll never forget his old, loyal companion,...

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Time

I’m

Walking,

Passed away

The last year from me

Some sorrow-happiness grabs us

Silent expressions never stop its march on towards

Subtraction of anything or anyone creates a memory or history!

I’m...

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We
Buy
Poppies
Red as blood
And wear them with pride
In memory of fallen heroes,
Those young men and boys, slaughtered one hundred years ago.

No !
We
Cannot
Remember
Because we weren’t there,
We cannot...

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My
Love
For you
So sublime
My prolonged yearning;
Fond dreams of you, saccharine sweet
Lingering; embedded like a tattoo in my heart
If coveting you is the greatest of sin, I'd...

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THE HAPPY MEMORY
                      ...

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Me
Dad
fishing
Mum's old tights 
over coffee jar
towed along with a piece of string
catching some unwary minnows in the strong current
the water tinkled over the rocks, making...

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The 
Blue
Waves broke
On your legs
You leaped high in joy
Smile tinged with colors of sunset
You came toward me floating on the rolling water
Your enchanting picture I...

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My
first 
lover
sang to me
as she held my hand.
I was innocent and shaking,
for I did not know the things lovers do in the dark
Having always been...

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Sun
Calls
Beckons
Raw freedom
My divine carte blanche
Sun pointing way to new ventures
Released of commitments and responsibilities
Precious days of undaunted compliance to nature’s call, vivacious sun worshipper

I
Was
Younger
Radiant
Feeling explosive
Devout...

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My
love,
my wife.
Sixty-nine,
we found true love, bliss.
True lovers land utopia,
weekends for one-year we eloped found happiness there.
Married now, forty-seven years that happiness has prevailed, an open...

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You
                        ...

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Memory Made By Hands

Dad’s
hands
were skilled
and could build
almost anything
his masterful mind could conceive.
With meticulous care he crafted his creation,
laboring to construct a little playhouse in the...

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’twas
 an
 exam.
 It took me 
 more than six days
 to set the paper.
 On the eve of exam,
 the softcopy was missing:
 Disappeared...

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