Long Reminisced Poems
Long Reminisced Poems. Below are the most popular long Reminisced by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Reminisced poems by poem length and keyword.
Colored leaves swirled with emotion
Around us, our hearts beat as one
You held me in perfect notion
Our smiles as bright as the sun
The breeze touched us, in a love’s dance
Around us, our hearts beat as one
Looking in our eyes in a trance
We knew that we found something rare
The breeze touched us, in a love’s dance
We reminisced about all we share
There is nothing that can compare
We know that we found something rare
I held your hand, this day so fair
We laughed about the apple pie
There is nothing that can compare
To this love that reaches the sky
Colored leaves swirled with emotion
We laughed about the apple pie
You held me in perfect notion
Heidi Sands
9/26/17
*Placed 4th in the Autumn Romance contest.
The most important person in his life was his daughter
He couldn't live without her
She was his whole heart
Life without her wasn't worth it
He reminisced on a life that slowly killed him
Weakened him
Mistreated him
But when he found out he was going to be a father
He felt like for him life had just started
He vowed she would have a better life than his
That he would protect her innocence
With his everything
He had hoped she would outlive him
But life could be cruel to little black kids
One moment She happily playing with her friends
The next moment She had been shot dead
A little black life taken because of hatred
This world disgusted him
He knew she wouldn't get justice
So he himself would get it instead
An eye for an eye
Was his motto
He stalked his daughters killers home
Only to realise he wasn't alone
He had a daughter of his own
He entered their home
Walking in
He raised his gun
And shot them
Theman who shot his daughter was a white man
Who died not because of being shot but because of his hatred
To black children
What once was was now red
I guess we aren't so different
(The World War Two Memorial, Washington DC)
As a young sergeant he stormed Normandy Beach in June of forty-four.
Now, the old soldier, confined to a wheelchair, thought a lot about the war.
He reminisced about those days and memories would mist his eye.
He often said to his son, "I want to see that Memorial before I die!"
He fought through France and was wounded in the Battle of the Bulge,
And earned the Silver Star but little about that heroic deed did he divulge.
He was honored to serve his nation and wore the uniform with pride.
His only concern was for the welfare of the comrades serving at his side.
Time was slipping away, his eyes grew dim, health issues took their toll.
But his love for Old Glory and those who gave their all raged within his soul.
"Oh, if you could see your way to take me to Washington!" he would often cry!
"Son, I've just got to see that World War Two Memorial before I die!"
That day came to pass and the old hero visited the Memorial with his son!
"Now, I can die in peace" saluting as Taps was played at the setting of the sun.
He met old vets whose gnarled hands once held the terrible weapons of war,
And each of them beckoned for peace that we shall know war no more!
He revisited the happy time he spent at the Memorial with his son so often.
Alas, just a few months later his beloved flag was draped o'er his coffin.
At the final calling of the roll, God placed upon his noble brow a crown,
Saying, "Soldier! You've served Me and My people with great renown!"
Why do some people show their emotional side
When a loved one dies
It's a time when family and friends have to try
To except that only God gets to decide why
More often then not rational people get distraught
Let their personal feelings get tied in so many knots
When we act in this kind of disarray
About someone, we love and should only praise
Because they are at the end of a perfect ballet
Then it's our place to bring God's grace
We must remember to embrace
In no way do we want to look from heaven to see or hear
Of our loved ones who acted out in such fear
Nor do we want anyone to just disappear
It's about our pathway to God
In which we want all to relay
When it comes to the one we portray
We need not act in such an irrational display
It's about their inner core and all they stood for
The memories we all adore
Believing that there is no score
About one's life, we need to explore
Or what we can't see anymore
Because we are unable to live in the reality
To let their souls shine with such glee
We spend our whole lives gathering it all with such empathy
Our journey of connecting you all to me
Making it possible for all to see
Without our family tree that has come to be
Then our souls are never really set free
It really does matter what lives in our memories
So if you all can remember that, please
I don't want anybody to fight or disagree
Out of grief for me
Not when I spent my whole life building such a treasury
Of memories, I want to guarantee
To be filled with nothing but love and bliss
Of my gentle kiss of a time, we all reminisced
For all my friends and family to share their love for me
I want to believe we can all agree
How much you all mean to me
I get to go to heaven that made life worth living
So it's about my legacy
In all that life on earth turned out to be
No Choice
When you feel lost, when you feel you have no control
When you feel frustrations multiply and consume you whole
When you feel confusion, like you no longer have a voice
When you feel life is not what you imagined, like you have no choice
There are times when you lose control , and carry the burden of guilt
There are times when you long for a life you once planned and built
There are times you reminisced for past moments of laughter and rejoice
There are times when anger consumes you because you have no choice
When you find yourself in times of debilitating pain and sorrow
When you find no cause to carry on, loosing a reason for tomorrow
When you realize you where given the gift of free will, you do have a voice
When you start to understand the meaning when you choose to have no choice
I remember your childlike enthusiasm,
when you presented the bracelet to me.
I smiled at your innocence,
I cried at your benevolence.
It wasn't made of gold or silver,
yet it had a faint glimmer.
It was the most precious thing I had ever beheld,
As I fastened it around my wrist my search for love finally quelled.
As the days passed we grew apart,
our story ended with you walking away with a piece of my heart.
This bracelet reminisced me of our history,
the happy moments that are forever etched in my memory
Its not just an ornament but a symbol of love,
A love pure and innocent.
A love so candour free from any judgement.
I remember your smile,I remember you.
I was a parched dessert plant and you became my morning dew.
Date :15/03/2021
Contest: I remember poetry contest
Sponsor: Malabika Ray Choudhury
I was seated with her at the table,
It was my first time to see her,
I have heard so much about her,
Where has she been?
She reminisced on past years,
She talked about her fears,
She talked about the halcyon days,
Where was she during my budding days?
She reflected on life and its unseen hands,
She talked about her mistakes and their attendant troubles,
She talked about gloomy bubbles,
She said that family must come first in all pursuits.
I had forgotten she had some struggles,
I had forgotten a stranger was lurking in her world,
She looked good to me,
No, she wasn’t.
That was the last I saw of her,
The stranger cloaked her,
It was dawn,
It was time to walk through its doors.
Looking myself before,
Cute and innocent in the picture,
I remembered those days with a smile,
Reminisced the unforgettable part of my life
Looking myself at the camera,
Standing outside our old veranda,
With a dress so white but tiny,
Fit for a naughty little baby.
My hair tied separately in pony tails,
Not wearing any shoes or slippers,
Legs apart under the heat of the sun,
Childhood memories are so much fun.
Chubby looking pretty Mary,
Showing her natural beauty,
Smiling with toothless mouth,
Clapping hands heard by the happy crowd.
January 9, 2013
Maria Paz Samelo
For PD's contest "Gerber Baby"
3rd Place Winner
Shirley girl it’s been a thrill
Let me introduce you to Bill
He has a dog called Jet
He’s a solid bet
You’re dumping me after an hour
One hour
Sixty minutes of bliss
How you reminisced
Your ex Ted
Shot himself in the head
Mother Jill
Lying at the bottom of the hill
Father John
Somewhere in the Amazon
Grandad Cain
Threw himself under a train
Granny Flo
Where did she go
Not forgetting brother Fred
Lost, presumed dead
Then you mention your lesbian lover Di
Who right away I’m thinking
How did she die
Not realising, you must be Bi
Then just as I’m getting my head round that
You mention the cat
Is there a dog
What about the fog
Oh, that’s what caused the bus to disappear into the bog
You saved the lollipop man Jack
Well, that’s a blessing
What
Died next day, heart attack
Shirley girl
Don’t think of me as a bit of a moaner
But Jesus girl
You're a bloody Jonah.
It's funny the simple pleasures recounted in life
all manner of wonders reminisced I'll miss most..
though list grows shorter with each passing day
thoughts align in proper time as desires sway
storm bent trees, sunsets, a child's laughter,
and chicken salad on toast.
To be true others may find want of finer things.
fancying first class flight or latest in 'lectric cars,
refined tastes in Nanterre brioche or imported caviars
yet never replace good company a heart brings.
As winter closes, and spring finds its way home,
eternally grateful for all new pleasures won
give thanks warm day's return in rising and setting sun
yet alone, to bygone days my thoughts may roam.
Yeah, there'll always be chicken salad and sunsets..
perhaps a slice of keylime pie or two.
When I look back to a wonderful past,
what I'll miss most
is you.