Memoried Poems - Poems about Memoried

...past the moon in her orbit on the edge of my memoried memories... there be where you linger in my dreams in my love as though yesterday's sun was still ashine today.......

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...spring rain today how green my memoried- ah I live again Mar 2010......

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...I’m a titch like a detritivous dust-mite, Yet taller than a boiler-hauled trawler. Little like the winter mice’ whittling bites, Brained bigger than a floor-fallen brawler. I have stories small......

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...She associated awe with unvoiced age. Her son often enthused about awesome tech-paced change, empowering opportunity, but, for her, youth is an age for voicing wonder as elders remember aweso......

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...This story remains unfinished as do all the best tales told. Yet I must warn you it has a happy healthy ending, not dystopian, although not a finished political wealth utopia, Ever After Love......

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...To glimpse the camel-litter, Qais no longer with his madness strains The yearnings of the heart are dead, the heart itself is cold; so we; And desolation fills our house for shines not there the Li......

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...The Splintered Door She shed but one cold tear. The splintered door slammed shrieking on its twisted hinges- aftermath of “loving’s” binges. The tear hung over a life squandered on hopeful ......

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...Notes to Veterans Dear Veteran: Year after year history fades, shifts, growing dimmer to our memories. Yet a Warrior’s experiences keep fresh as just a moment ago. Scars remain tender,......

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...Old Blooms Will Slowly Fade Old blooms will slowly fade but never die at the edge of darkness’s waning light for love will warm them always with its sigh deny the stinging truth of flowered l......

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...Heart is where my home finds graceful relationship, where my soul simply breathes beneath my memories of becoming, of being at my best, sometimes my worst, but always my most full, complete, mo......

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...the wood would drift as driftwood would do o'er waters nearly still, but still kept to move and drift me away from being near you alignment cast to space too swiftly removed to horizon flattened and......

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...TAJ MAHAL In this October day, as usual, Late in reaching fulfillments Memoried paths resenting familiarity Historied tracks crumbling A cloud-shred trailing a mass to merge I walk into ......

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...A jumping busied house of love now felt empty is this nest... That was a parental test, no more noise but empty feelings of one yearning times now lost but to fare fond memories. Feelings and......

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