Keepsake Poems - Poems about Keepsake

When I leave, don’t cling to my name like a treasure— let it settle into the dust where it truly belongs. Feel the walls we built, not to grieve but to recall that they once echoed with laughter, that they kept the world outside, and us within. Walk the same shore, but don’t picture my steps next to yours. Carry me off like the last wave of...

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KEEPSAKE I still have that wallet you gave to me, All those years ago in seventy-three. I used it daily, till it fell apart, In my inside pocket, close to my heart. And the tiny photo you put in there, With your gentle smile and your flowing hair, Is still tucked inside, though it fades each day, Like the hopes I had till...

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Tell me that you've felt a failure In doing what was right While pillows dampen, salted In dying sleepless night A wonder, wonders bless the wicked And the same thing in reverse Ensure the gnarled vines of virtue Not easily traversed With once a gleaming moral compass More a burden than a tool Its rusting ends give rhyme to meaning well A witty slogan of the...

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I cherish every precious lock of my hair as a keepsake Twas partly on account of yours truly being incarnation of Samson; spouse and I wed please fate, don't say alopecia didst tread; though atheist to higher power yours truly pled heart sank analogous to plumbline made of lead as each strand falls out of my head without being replaced by another, albeit veritable dead cells comprised...

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A world without setting alarms; Cliche clocks are my enemy, way too good at ruining fun; Castaway I’ll stay out at sea; Island wake up suits me just fine , sand all over my toes at daybreak; Hand on my lips enjoy silence, brand this view into a keepsake....

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When I am at the end of my days Remembering in so many ways If there is only one thing I could take Of all memories, one special Keepsake It will not be an item of the norm Not even a picture to keep me warm Instead, it will not be a "thing" at all An emotion, at will I can recall These...

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Craft me a tiffany that others may see Cut out a matisse for my mantle-piece Throw me a pollock to which others will flock Abstract me a rothko I can keep on show Sculpt like epstein this profile of mine Draw like da vinci a portrait of me Hand make a keepsake for me that is unique of thee...

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I sit at my family’s empty table Life’s feast is almost gravely gone I am the final guest left in this familial fable All within my bloodline have somehow succumbed I recall the time of the sweet, sour, bitter and salty with zeal Each gathering shared with love for each other at every meal November 13, 2022 Bitesize Poem Number 55 Sponsored by:...

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doves lade the sky like stars the snowy white peace a starry night released over San Xavier del Bac the cactus fruit and prayer alive in sanguine petals the mission gold altar and pews absolved en pleine air i sip my keepsake coffee cup 2/11/2022...

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exhausted and sleepy elves, one last house on their lengthy list, slided down the chimney to deliver a gift, hard to resist. found fun Pokemon board wide open, left probably by mistake, ...

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The lace of a Lily and grace of a bee the face of a flower and sun on the sea Silhouette shadows cloud painted skies rivers of peace a bird as she flies colorful lichen the succulents glow still water mirrors and Autumn’s first show All of them captured as moments in time life’s truest treasure these moments of mine...

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The wind from the south, as rich as whispered voices, nudges my heartstrings to roam those timeworn keepsake places; espying aged filaments of true hope, numbered and nearly as delicate as a man hungering for the once familiar perfume of old-fashioned hymns....

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KEEPSAKE My Mom Norma, who raised, nurtured and showered me with endearing love, loved diamonds and why not? She was an April baby and diamond is the birthstone. She gave me a diamond ring before she passed away. My eulogy was composed of poem, short story and very short song “Norma in the Sky with Diamonds”. She had also given me several...

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It happened in a place I’d never thought of seeing her Suddenly there she was In front of me, smiling her joy Excited, delighted My heart pounded in my chest I felt blood rush to my face And the moment was such a blessing Precious and exhilarating A combination of amazement Wonder and incredulity I thought quickly and slid my phone From my back pocket These were modern...

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Over the ken, a mistake with no karma. Crawling down the footpath, intense drama. Out through the castle's crack in the wall. We're coming down to the creek's squall. Here's a mill that's sparkling amid sound. Here is the lake with the froth lullaby. Here's the hump with pace in the ground. Wonderful areas, even they are nearby! Keepsake keenly kisses kindled kumquat. If I...

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