I remember tomorrow like it was yesterday
the less you speak the more you say
Turn on the lights to sleep in the day
if time is forever why does it fade.
The more I get the less I got
the less i see the more I sought
Things clearly remember best forgot
Tabasco sauce in the winter is still hot.
Being to confident can be a bore
being unsure is boring even more
Witty conversation leads to snores
enter through a window run out the door.
I hear the chirruping of birds.
It emerges from vast hidden spaces
from wherever the birds may be.
Their twittering sounds are scattered,
interspersed with cricket sounds
and the intermittent whimpers of a lonely pup
that seems to be a distance not too far away.
The birds refuse to show themselves.
They are like the happy people of my neighborhood
busy with their lives. . . .
The birds and my neighbors elude me.
The crickets keep to their camouflage in the grass.
The little dog's sad cries have now disappeared.
On this ordinary warm June afternoon
I begin to wonder where Robin Redbreast went.
It seems like it was yesterday - a brighter day -
I saw her in my very own front yard.
If she's singing now, I wouldn't know.
I do not know the song of a sparrow from a lark's.
I'd rather “feel” joy, not just hear it.
And I'd rather see with my own eyes
those crickets at their play (I'm just that way).
I'd like to have that little dog with me.
I'd pat his head and stroke his coat and say,
"Robin Redbreast hides from us today.
She may have gone away, but I am here, sweet dog.
I understand. I understand."
I remember the days I was happy like it was yesterday,
Your smile is brighter than the sun every morning,
Your soft soothing skin caressing my face as you wake me up,
I remember it all.
I miss the joy that filled my heart whenever I was around you,
I miss the moments we used to laugh at silly jokes,
I miss your unconditional love for us.
You left a void in our hearts with your sudden departure,
Without warning, you left us confused,
For days we kept hoping that maybe you'd come back to us,
Keeping your memories alive in our minds.
Now it has been years and your memories are fading away,
I'm guilty that I can't hold on to the happiness I used to have,
If only I could see you one last time,
And feel your soft touch one last time,
To see your bright smile one last time,
Your hearty laugh one last time,
Nothing will make me happier than to find you beside me again.
Your loss filled my heart with jealousy,
Jealous of the happy people around me,
Jealous that I'll never be happy again,
I have had to carry this burden every day,
I miss you, dear mother.
I remember the look in your eye
your voice your smile your touch your kiss
I remember like it was yesterday
and suddenly how you had to go your way
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I remember that special service like it was yesterday,
The table at the alter set up with candles like it was my wedding day,
I had my vows in my pocket ready to give,
Not even knowing what was in store with Him,
I had wrote down every promise, and all He meant to me,
I was ready to surrender everything,
As I lit the candle in my heart I knew,
I married you and sat back down in the pew,
As I placed my vows in my Bible, I opened up to a verse,
That spoke of marriage to the land, and a new name on earth,
It was so private and beautiful I cried,
He changed my name that day just between Him and I,
And no one at that time ever knew, my heart was hidden in you...
And now it's an honor for me to say,
That Hephzibah is my God given name,
There are many things about yesterday
that helped to shape who we are today.
One major thing comes to mind that was so
vividly imprinted upon my mind many years ago.
I remember it like it was yesterday, and I did not
realize it then, but life was teaching me a valuable
principle about respect. Self-respect can be greatly
nourished when I demand respect from others.
In a rural community, I often walked to the local
Post Office. It was about a quarter of a mile from home.
When I was very young, my father worked for the
owner of a large farm. He was also a very rich man.
He wasn't a mean man but a rather nice man.
I was just a very poor boy who did not own a bike.
One day as Mr. Jefferson was riding in style,
I was walking in stride to the Post Office.
He slowed, offering me a ride.
I rushed to enter the car, but he
purposely did not come to a complete stop.
I was quickly annoyed and angered by this behavior
and signaled for him to go on without me. 'Thanks,
but no thanks'. I preferred to walk than to be disrespected.
Many years have passed silver strands in the hair
A promise within this coloured ark held me captive
every dream has always ended with you
Life put down snares to separate us love
First it convicted me a criminal without evidence
How the heart bled trying to defend itself against lies
Unsure of the path when tears told a story
Until my dying day you were my everything
Every memory holds you like it was yesterday
Never forgetting how the sun shone on the vision of an angel
It framed you forever as my best friend
Lost in a world possessed by lies
The one and only whom gave me time
A trigger I will never forget
I remember tomorrow just like it was yesterday
I hear you speaking but not what you say
Reset my brain and rewind my heart
What keeps us together is tearing us apart
Everything feels similar but nothing is the same
Why so shy without any shame
You live till you die and you died because you lived
Taking nothing while everything you give
Problems pile on to easy to ignore
After you finish it ends as before
Anything goes but something is wrong
Nothing is right everything is a con
Few have the most while most have none
The future is the past and the past is done.
It starts so small
Is it the day that gets me this way
It starts out so small and doesn’t go away
And it doesn’t mater what I do or say
I picture you smiling like it was yesterday
So here I am again with a tear
Sitting alone feeling you near
They say it will get better and I hope it will
All I know is I love you and I need you still
I try to keep busy to fill my day
To make it through it’s the only way
So here I am laid so bare
It is the only way to know I care.
© Paul Warren Poetry
It happened every dang year. I remember like it was yesterday. The day my best friend took his life away. Nothing can ever stop the pain. All the things we did together. Makes it easy to express my words. Now you are n a better place. As you walk right through the golden doors. Words don’t come close to how I’m feeling. I just express them with all my tears. I feel you looking down right at me. I try to show that I have no fears. We’ll meet again tomorrow, soon, or some day. The things we do will be so cleaver. To take me back to when I first met you. I will always remember, but forget you never.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Knowing to myself she won't say yes to today.
It was unrequited, but if I quit I know I would regret it.
At times I know I'm not a positive influence.
But I can feel our greatness through all this indifference.
This emotional soul tie, is it because our feelings are mutual?
That familiar existence like she was meant for me.
It's like my life revolves around her.
Give me a revolver and I'll resolve this concern.
Sometimes I wonder if she'd leave if I don't get my act together.
But the curtains are closed.
This secret bond hasn't been revealed to the world.
No wonder there's no audience so her pride won't be hurt.
Or is she giving me time to show her my worth?
For these people out there already know her worth.
She needs someone that earns a lot at work.
So I'm searching for that riches on this planet earth.
Not for her, but for me.
I don't want to be the disappointment she sees.
Even though she is the one loving me.
I still wonder at night what would her family think.
To keep it real I don't want this ship to sink.
Our infinite link!
For my lovely friend, this is for you. Grief and loss have their own path. But love and light last forever. Blessings, love and hugs.
Twelve years
By Michelle Morris
24/01/2023
You left us twelve years ago
But it's just like it was yesterday
Twelve years of mourning
Grief and loss that keep staying
Feeling infinite in the clock's ticking
Life moves forward year by year
But you are still held deep inside
Wrapped up in hopes and tears
You were always part of my dream
Held dear in my broken heart
Sometimes I have this fear
That you took away our best part
Grief and loss have their own path
Their own way to keep time
With the beating of our fragile hearts
The memories held enshrined
I know you watch us from Heaven
And I know my sadness gives you pause
But our whole family wants you to remember
That you're the one we all adore
Whether twelve years or a hundred
Your loss will always be felt here
Perhaps time will eventually be gentle
And release this grief and loss to the ethers
We love you with our whole hearts
We miss you to the moon and back
And one day we look forward
To getting our family back
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Times I see your picture
Like it was yesterday
Things just stay the same
Between you and I
Long gone from where we started
Still take my breath away
Just staring at your picture
Just like it was just the other day
The table all set
Drinks are out
Candle lights are lit
Shining beautifully against your skin
The old picture book bringing memories out
Sitting at an empty dinner table
Alone and drinking
Just staring into you
Damned like a Dain
Memories of your melodies,
Struck my heart like lullabies.
Still feels like yesterday,
When you left me damned.
Damned like a Dain!
When the lips that showers me praises,
Begins to curse me ferociously.
I would close my eyes and
The promised forever that became,
The never ever and smile beautifully!!
When the arm in whose embrace,
I run to begins to push me away.
I will remember like it was yesterday,
When the eyes that sees only good in me,
Doesn't see me anymore.I would tell myself,
It's time to find purpose!
When the legs that takes to it's heels for me,
Begins to take a long walk on a short pier,
I will always remember to take a back seat,
When it comes to you.
This flower emanates potentials now!
I will remember like it was,
Yesterday when I loved,trusted
And cherished myself and I
Was fairing well without you!
I remember the house of my childhood,
my room where sun came creeping in the morn;
the flowers and mother's voice like tinkling bells,
and the mighty tree where I used to swing;
the covered porch where I had tea parties for dolls,
oh, I remember it all like it was yesterday . . .
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August 29, 2021
Poetry/Verse/I Remember
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1385188-29
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Bite Size No 19
sponsor, Line Gauthier, Judged 09/04/2019
First Place
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