Momento Poems

Momento

What is left,
what remains
beyond pain at my leaving
as memories fade
at the end of your grieving
when the tide in which you wade
is not so cold and not so deep
what then my love
which memories will you keep,
the echo of my voice
wrapped in memory,
pressed in a book
will you take a look
but not too hard,
don’t stay too long,
remember me fondly
when I am gone
then take down my picture
and carry on

Back to the Void

On this paper you’ll read what killed our humanity
  The simple answer: it died to corporate greed
  Our race is alive, our morals are not
  But we’re just simply doing what we were taught
  We murder and steal, then fine and judge
  Our hypocrisy is limitless, criminals don’t even run
  We point the finger, right and left
  And we’ll point it till we have nothing left
  If you find this note on a rock
  Look to the horizon to see our Earth
  I don’t even know what’ll happen to me
  Maybe we’ll figure it out and be actually free
  But if you only see space, say goodbye to the human race

Momento on the Moon

They say it’s no bigger than a helmet, 
 Half-sunk in moondust, beside a crater’s lip— 
 A sculpture of a child's hand, reaching 
 upward, fingers curled mid-gesture, 
 as if to catch a star that isn’t falling. 

Polished titanium, etched with breath— 
 yes, breath—frozen in time: 
 a woman’s exhale as she said goodbye 
 to the capsule’s cold silence. 
 Her lover’s ring embedded in the wrist. 

Behind it, a glass cube holds 
 a feather from Earth’s last eagle, 
 a photograph of clouds, 
 and a tape that plays a lullaby 
 in a language no longer spoken. 

Lunar shadows shift across it slowly, 
 like the memory of someone walking away. 
 No plaque, no flag— 
 just silence holding its breath 
 while Earth hangs blue and distant above. 

And sometimes, in solar flare storms, 
 the sculpture hums faintly— 
 not by design, 
 but by yearning. 

They call it Momento: 
 Not monument, not marker— 
 Just a whisper left behind 
 for the stars to one day understand 
 that we were here— 
 and we remembered.

Momento on the moon

an oversized ego shaped as our head
carved out of a block of translucent gold
a dead tree stump, no longer by love fed
fall of Midas in hushed whispers retold

a wabi-sabi stain etched in blood red
casts on the moon a shadow of deep gloom
of how man’s heart pierced by fangs of lust bled
when ego cravings he failed to exhume

peeping within the sculpture we may see
the star of David, symbol of our heart
of how soul’s light within yearned to be free
but haunted by fears didn’t know where to start

we’re no more but others will follow us ~
our message is simple: board God’s bliss bus

Momento Mori

Memento Mori, whispers in the breeze,
Embrace the moment, for life's a carnival, it seems.

Momento Mori

a smile upon a young girl’s face
as she plucks a rose from a garden bed
hair filled with Queen-Anne’s-lace
a crown of daisy’s adorns her head
no sooner plucked then left for dead

though an honorable thief
with heart as pure as gold
these aren’t the flowers of O’Keeffe
whose features won’t grow old,
petals will droop, decay, mold

to watch a flower wither
is an honest thing
she kept the crown with her
memento mori she could bring
as she planned redemption in the spring

A Momento Mori

time standing stlll
arrested
   moments revealed
in stimulations
of the mind

revealed lluminations
of the past yesterdays
becoming today
tomorrow's postponed
memory

past pictures live again
momento mori in hypereality
as monuments
to past existence
from shadows of transience

sentient touchstones
in memorials of perception
aesthetic sublimations
of immersive
spontaneity


fascinating expectations
in a visual  genesis
of  suspended animation
 still distant
now living again

February 5, 2023 / 2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifiers' FINAL Placement Poetry Contest / Sponsor: Mark Toney

Playing Santa

He was a gentle giant - towering
Bigger than the notorious Claus
His jolly and joy were never overpowering
His gift was a reminder of grandma’s
He represented Santa - his love the cause

Magical Moments In Existence

Life is the lying-in
       of death...
       death is the pact
       of life...

Momento

Momento

O momento
É agora
Agora
é o momento

Agora é a hora. 
É hora de parar 
de andar 
na ponta dos pés. 

Agora é a hora 
de pensar grande, 
querer mais 
e conseguir tudo
e fazer mais e mais!

In Hoc Momento

Sitting neither left nor right
but on the different side of things

Polarity drifts off
like the ending note in a forgotten song

The past and future saying 
one final and lasting goodbye

As time becomes a wandering orphan
—and the moment set free

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2020)

Um Momento

Um momento

Nos momentos de nosso tempo 
vemos prédios mais altos, 
e temperamentos mais baixos,
rodovias mais amplas, 
e pontos de vista mais estreitos. 

Vemos vidas na luxúria
que desfrutam cada vez menos;
gastam e esbanjam mais
e poupam menos. 

Hoje, mais do que nunca;
deixe um momento diferente 
guiá-la por um breve tempo, 
e vai libertar àquele lugar 
que sempre desejou encontrar.

Faça mais em cada momento,
hoje e sempre,
e receba uma vida 
de cada vez mais e melhor.

Breve Momento

Breve momento

Em todos os tempos,
nos tempos de pandemia,
todas as pessoas compartilham neste mundo; 
um breve momento no tempo. 

A questão é se as pessoas escolhem 
gastar esse tempo concentradas na tristeza e na derrota
ou concentradas no otimismo,
e comprometidos a um esforço
? um esforço para fazer cada dia um pouco a mais —. 
Nunca Desista

Momento

Momento

Na década que vai chegar,
o momento revela o segredo da eficácia:
combinar; dois estados máximos:
um estado de atividade máxima
e um estado de relaxamento máximo.

O momento...
no momento da próxima década
uma alma pode passar do tempo para a eternidade e a graça,
pode passar da eternidade para a alma.

AH, o momento
o momento na próxima década...
O momento através da qual o amor
pode passar
de uma alma para outra
ao mesmo tempo.

Momento De Necessidade

Momento de necessidade

Na vida e nos negócios todos os momentos, 
são momentos de necessidade.

Momentos da necessidade de felicidade
da necessidade de descobrir o que mais te toca e de “o caminho”. 

AH!  Este planeta e esta civilização estão em necessidade. 

Viva em momentos de necessidades. Persiga, aprenda, explore e expanda. 

Viva com isso e cuide disso e então, domine o mundo.
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