Seasons Memory Poems

I languish in the cherished sound
of winter’s chill and summer’s haze
where memories of youth abound
when silence speaks of bygone days.

I search the seasons, long since...

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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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love and memories
through times and seasons of life
- passes on and on

today I am here
tomorrow I might be gone
- like leaves of autumn.

life is melodies,
and...

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Quite far we have traversed, in pursuit of goals we chose,
Through troubles and trepidations of seasons in throes;
Sometimes reveling sunshine, sometime in glum of shadows,
Always...

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Written 4/15/24



A Time To Reflect

As my last sunset nears

I look back at the sunrise

And dwell on the past

I order another beer

And...

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Write your conquests on earth and stone 
Make your legends made to hone 
Make your story made to last 
Make it written in mold and...

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If you are going, then go and be gone
The sun won’t hold its lamp for you, the shadows
Only last so long

The smiles launched on the...

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 As The Seasons Pass
 and the Sand Shifts on the Hourglass,
 and the memories Glimmer like a Shooting Star
 leaving it's mark you've come...

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when the trees are bare
sometimes the sunlight stands as
memory of spring
...

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Hands,
Holding snow,
Bloom into flowers.
Petals fall in bliss,
Time alone tends our shrine.
Fireflies pierce through the summer's darkness,
Painting gold, our tears of ephemeral youth.
Peace descends. Spring approaches...

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She dreamed of winter
Frost adorning window panes
At night, the marshmallows
Slept in hot cocoa.

She watched the petals
Like seasons, they fell
One by one, alone
We tended the shrine.

Fireflies...

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Subtle signs do indicate,
seasons for aging wane.
Travels spent, the many streets,
now walks down memory lane.

Life's experience, one's transformation,
shaped like molded clay.
Chapters written, 'tis history,
as fewer...

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As midnight approaches, your day will begin
So many years passed, but your day it is again
I have written about you often, it will never get...

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You have spent a decade and a half in a foreign land looking for something that you couldn’t understand; you have worn the vest and...

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I was an experienced family therapist, helping families maintain functionality,
As wandering, starlit seasons maintain all nature, being rooted in practicality.

I loved preserving healthy relationships, that...

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