Life Memory Poems

much of what's behind
lies buried within the mind
revised or maligned

boiling down this life
using memory as knife
won't halt inner strife

trying to avoid
staring straight into the void
ego...

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The Memory Speaks

I leave…
But…I come back — again.  Again
I’ll return
    through time’s opening doors,
…Fleeting through peripheral halls
    —...

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as I came across the yellowed card
unfolding lost fond memories
life pages of my yesterdays
yearning for those I miss
the lines written there
slowly became
soft whispers
my eyes,
blur
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Sun-soaked
spectral topography
sculpts with lattice 
of longing
                luminescent, 
the veering valley...

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Vexed Nights 

Trapped in my own delusion,
Engulfing self induced contusions,
I imprudently cause self confusion,

Distance seems cruel to me
So I detach from what used to be,
Emotionally,
Physically,
Then...

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I'll always remember that day 
We used to laugh on that first of May 
I was like earth, and she was heaven 
Her sweet, sweet,...

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Few sing of raven’s ebony,
Fewer still of its shining plume,
The glory of her black tresses
Has for long glistened my life’s gloom.

Now that the dawn has...

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These are poems about sinking, poems about drowning, poems about loss, and poems about new discoveries we sometimes make while feeling lost...



Sinking
by Michael R. Burch

for...

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Disarrayed sands
dropped by chaotic time
settle ceaseless
                   bemused
on...

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Memories linger…
Where loves have come and gone
Blessing in deeds, the happy ones…

As lessons soothing
Threading into past life event’s
Make more valued, better memories 

Meanings made so...

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Beneath the starry vault of memory, your voice lays down
Like a blanket of marble weathered by long-forgotten deities.
I've allowed my hopes to be gently polished
By...

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A flattened rose mumbles
An old cracked button chuckles
Tickled by a 2nd place ribbon
In the corner a tattered doll weeps
Comically consoled by a one-eyed bear
Ballet slippers...

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Big hands of this man 
Who I remember as a child? 
Growing up in and at a time, 
When real men were fathers then. 
Supporting...

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Eco fuels at home are warmly cherished,
obligation calls and duly heeded,
in the past a smokeless coal,
allied to peat briquette the norm,
a less than ideal medley...

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We were vacationing in the state of
palm trees and seashore in September's
mild loveliness.
Me, a sexagenarian widow,
hobbled by arthritis in my knees.
As my family enjoyed the...

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