Memory Poems | Examples of Memory Poetry

6/10/2025 Dearest Cousin Yolanda~ Ponderings on our days so very long ago, When we were the stars of our parents’ lifelong show. How proud they were to have us at their side! We were precious and cared for, like angels with sweet smiles I saw you blossom...

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You are the echo at the bottom of my Spotify playlist, The song I forgot to delete but skip immediately, Because it hurts too much to listen to. You are the echo of a story not told by me, Twisting each time it is retold, Less true each time, less you. You exist as an echo in my fading memories, Vanishing, tarnishing,...

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You stood there unsteadily at my bedroom door, holding your glass eye in your palsied hand and asked me if I’d ever seen one before. Can’t say that I have, Aunt Mary. You held it like an offering, moonlit and lidless, as if it might see me better than you could that night— or remember what time had stolen. They said you once owned a bordello in...

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Each night after the evening meal there was never a discussion as to who would wash the dishes and who would do the drying up. My mother was the washer, my sister and I did the drying up. Hot steam would rise from the sink before plates were plunged deep in foam and scrubbed with a brush - we would wait, tea towel in...

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I first met you, heard you on a beach in Cornwall, Jennifer; I fourteen, you, a soft, mellow chanted, sybaritic siren. Still, the Hurdy Gurdy man stopped, looked across, smiled at this boy....

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It was a ghostly orb obscured by smog— glowing faintly yellow at the center and fading to amber, then ochre, raw sienna, and finally umber— as if the light itself were turning into smoke— and I couldn’t breathe. Even my crib was hazy beneath the poisonous congregation of vapors roiling and swirling near the ceiling and descending lower, like tornado clouds, brown and black— and I wondered where was my...

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Wed, 2024.05.01 By May, three months went passed, We enjoyed three day trips to the nature. We respected and polite to each other. Somehow I started having feelings for you. I knew from the beginning, Our relationship could not go beyond than this. But my brain could not control my heart, So it started to contemplate some ideas, By not using the facilities at...

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One evening, you and I were sitting on the couch, We talked about many topics including black magic. The voodoo, curses and dirty tricks. You were calm and listening, When I told you, I was born With some basic strange energy. Premonitions and having visions were some. Able to predict what happened next was another one. I never want to be trained,...

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DROWNING drowning in memories, sinking beneath the weight of laughter, long since faded. echoes whispering through time, like waves crashing against the shores of my mind. sunlit afternoons lingering, the scent of warm grass and cotton candy wafting through the summer air. children's laughter spiraling upward like unleashed kites, moments...

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I open Mother's sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pinking shears, the pins, the tattered, tomato-shaped pincushion, and spools of thread. I gaze at the metal spool-shaped bobbins remembering how, as a small child, I flushed them down the toilet creating...

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a bush that flowers with sweet tart berries in June great for jams and pies ~ grandma made juneberry jam when a little girl . . . I helped...

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ANOTHER DAY FADES the sky at sunset fate rests in another day a time to reflect another day fades we collect all memories moment by moment ...

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This is where we met; Where you set my heart afire’ Filled me with burning desire. And still, in my dreams, I can see you standing there, Sunlight highlighting your hair ...

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under the sad moon shadows of two hugging lovers – a love memory? ...

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After sinking into oblivion Only the fractured soul Knows your sorrows Your feeble hopes Your fervent battles When stepping outside yourself You see a world so big When alone Everything is so small Covered with a thick slice of darkness In this inner chaos You owe nothing but yourself That once belonged To his anxious dream Now, a precious memory That belongs only to you Engulfing the...

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