Memory Ottava Rima Poems

standing up in a class of fifty,
offering her answers, quite gently,
will the professor think she’s nifty,
or will he think of her differently,
she blushes, though she...

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“may refining consciousness layer by layer
be our pristine childlike heart’s, breath by breath prayer”
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Donning a vintage coat, boots, hat and all,
the last organ grinder readies his smile,
outside the old age home, heeding love’s call,
to rekindle heart’s joy, for...

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Lover, how you swagger in, so boldly brash
Overwhelming reason to seductive state
Taking my lips under sunset's final flash
Passion rich colors we recklessly create
I am warned...

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We once roamed free across space as living light,
one with oneness, blissful and feeling complete
but as a dare chose to know darkness of night,
feeling contrast...

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Love for him has lessened with the passing time.
Agonizing moments shift to fleeting hours.
Inner wounds and surface sores are doing fine.
Grieve not for days gone...

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Arbor of Wisteria and Clematis

Memory of appealing Wisterias
Uncovering the grand butterfly bush;
near the lilacs and lonely gardenias;
as the light essence of spring bring a rush.
little...

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Wakeup from the dreams you desire
Searching for the people you admire
They are the gems of sapphire
Who are the reason you walk this life of fire
You...

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R-hyming verse written
A-nd poetry spoken have let
Y-our heart and soul open,
N-ot minding the woes and fret,
A-s the wide blue heaven
L-ets not your memory forget,
Y-our both...

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Amazing, how a summer rain will bring
old sorrows to my heart that hurt anew:
the dreariness that soon will seep and cling
as rain brings forth its...

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Memory fades like an old photograph
Primary colors bleaching out to brown
sharp edges melt like the sound of a laugh
lost in a sea velvet fog flowing...

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Parting


     Now is the bleak night of our sad parting;

     Now the dulled hours, sharpening your absence

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It was a time to bond and booze with dear Papa,
An interval all the more naughtily charming
As it inflamed the temper of irascible Mama.
Before happy...

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Oh, Richard Ruef, I remember you.
And sunlit strolls; oh, quiet interlude.
We studied; then we danced at night’s adieu.
The dreams live on a lifetime to conclude.
Your...

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Entering the fields of my childhood around two,
overjoyed by the vibrant flowers that gently lulled 
and dispersed their gentle aroma into the noon;
I passed under...

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