Memoir Poems - Poems about Memoir

Driving through the desert vast ...

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Living in a world, I know I don't belong. Wondering if I did something, to cause this wrong. Feeling deep inside, my life was never meant to be mine. Always searching for answers, I cannot find. Living 61 years, upon this beautiful earth. Learning recently, my life was blessed since birth. Fighting strong feelings deep inside, I know now I cannot...

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A silent prayer was spoken – A gentle life grew dim. So many hearts were broken – As you hurried home to Him. A song, a word, reflecting – Your kindness and your light. God will forever be protecting – Love that made you so right. A hope that we’ll see you soon – Beyond the moonlit skies, Where believers hearts will swoon – As mourners...

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Every year for me begins with an earnest goal, One only, which I genuinely aim to achieve, This year I attempt to accomplish my life-long Poignant dream, an honest tale, a memoir to weave! This true story my passion for a few years, Fuse my unfeigned thoughts as sincerely as I can, Memories turn into reverie, stem from soul, my Humble quill...

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In the countryside, while walking It was a joy to pick and eat wild guava Papaya, star apple, lomboy, and berries Our mouth always stained milky or purple Life was so sweet to remember then Going back and forth from school walking We had this routine finding fruits at roadside If we find one, all my school companions busy Picking...

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(Note: In this abecedarian poem, I redacted the name of the particular denomination to protect the innocent and to universalize the context. Fill in your own favorite groups! Prejudice against those perceived to be “other” than “us” infiltrates human hearts no matter the identity or extent of the difference.) Closed Community Prejudice (an Alphabetized Memoir) By Mark...

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Thoughts of you occur walking hills In nodding heads of daffodils In fields of green and waterfall In trees standing stately and tall. You are there in the rising sun In darkness when the day is done The bright sunshine that follows rain Raising my spirit up again. I hear you in string symphony In choirs singing in harmony In sound of birds...

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Alone in time, they say one must survive Flocks of misery must be kept offshore Even if it presents itself as the goddess of a water A ruthless gaze is enough to lure a man toward being outscored A grant memoir as one perceives A contrast between realities As one falls again for your charm A group of...

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Echoes from the past Still my thoughts, color me In hues of melancholy, Abiding, gentling, forgetting There are moments When hope was lost in the ancient Feelings, bleeding Through the silence, preventing The quiet to rest on the prayers Pleading for the light to shimmer Into the present, where Promise fades and grace, so amazing… Reflections of my spirit Breathing joy, heartening Laughter, caresses In the beauty of...

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in Midnight's Memoir, there she wrote subtly — his universal thought. in an evening's burp, a tale of seclusion. as he began to rest, her night's in a quest. once, she started — the reality of their touch. he rushed, "maiden, art thou?" she then fell on forever's beat. a reality, she slept in his arms. morning roar, and moon beams. time before, a...

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Morning memoriams Mid day malaise High noon hypothesis Sunshine solutions Half moon hempherics Evening epitaphs Nightmare puratory Dawn desires dead M. m,....

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Blackberry Memoir Blackberries, round and glossy, Always invite me to return To dusty country summer afternoons When languid waves of mirages Puddle into shimmering hiatus. From the gently swaying hammock I hear the rattle of berry pails To see my grandmother, in her straw hat, Smile an invitation - come with her Into the wild blackberry patch. Like garter snakes that hide in the thorny...

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Away from the lingering night, Behind the curtains, I have dwelt, Cut off from the radiant light, Desperately, I searched for a way out, Elements of hope were listless and frail, Futile were my attendant efforts, Gigantic were the gates that stood before me, Helpless I was, Irked by my inability, Jagged road I have come through, Kindness of friends has been a prop, Listening to...

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MEMOIR  delicately revealing  a hidden  reproach long overshadowed   by  compliments an affinity  reverence one for another   notable parallels solidify contend  tethered then separate   significant in  solitude NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...

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