Pictures Poems - Poems about Pictures

"Nothing changes but the date on the calendar." By Poet We love our pretty calendars holding our favorite pictures. Many pictures of cute animals, some of majestic land or sea views. Each month changes with new pictures to enjoy. We circle the dates we need to remember, never wanting to forget our appointments or events. I like to...

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Everywhere I turn, a new memory visits— a simple hair tie sitting beside the hair clip in the medicine cabinet. A Bright Eyes t-shirt still lays at the bottom of the laundry basket. The blue nursing uniform, and the pink stethoscope—marked with the initials “K.C.”— a treasure, a marking of a calling so great. The letter from the hospital offering a placement to a young,...

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No colder winter's evening reawakens, in an abrupt glance, this memory from others already faded in the inattentive recollection of a son's mind; even insignificant moments are worthy of thought. A pubescent boy unlearned and precarious at giving advice, but ready to provide that tenderness in exploding emotions... realizing that he would reach the same level of consciousness: whether or not his...

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Pictures on my walls, I make them feel so alive. They don't laugh, they don't cry. I don't smile, I don't frown. My frames have no picture, I'm wanted by no one. My pictures tell stories I stare back so boredly They are just, pictures on my walls they've lived more than I have. ...

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I often take a shameless selfie Of myself dining or travelling gleefully And post it on my Facebook Or Instagram page immediately Some people say it's quite conceited To paste your mug so much Of displaying your contentment When in reality your life may be otherwise So easy on your selfies It's really not all self-toot Just a way of keeping in...

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Captured memories from the past...

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Sometimes the only solace to loneliness is the fading photographs around me... many pictures in black and white, some of them are in albums, some on the wall - in ornate frames, which I would never replace! The oxidized metal carries the aroma of the past, Pictures speak to us, aloneness dissipates! The picture of my mom and dad on their wedding day…the beaming...

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The pictures I found in storage tucked away, A reminder of joy from another day. Though colors fade, the memories remain, Your face still fills my heart with sweet refrain. That smile, divine, forever etched in time, A moment captured, frozen and sublime. But shadows blur the names I used to know, And yet the...

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She updated her picture on Facebook today Smilling by flowers, nothing to get in her way On seeing the picture I just couldn't hate The person she is, though she's made me this way I noticed that she had put on weight I'm skinner then her now a fact she will hate! She's always been superficial about looks Its clear...

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Black-and-white or colour taken... Photographs of which awaken A thousand words, dispelling... Prominence out of their telling. Faces of such presentation... Still expressions, preservation. Stature, posture, embrace - whether In solitude or together. Times of past presence revealing Emotions in all of their feeling. Never-ending of a story... Moments captured in their glory. Forever young and over the hill... Albums they create and fill. Positives displayed physically... Permanence for the...

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Pictures all through my house It gives me great memories of you throughout I know you had dreams you wanted to pursue But all I can say is I love you Your picture always comes to me at night And let me tell you it's a beautiful sight I will always miss you When you left I had no clue We always had...

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The faces I most long to see, are no where Everywhere no longer exist here Streaks of fractured light Drops of water on camera lenses Objects may appear closer than they are Pray for the moments I could sit still in the sea of red lights My hope gets caught in spiritual traffic You can't read the signs if it's something...

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Have you ever walked in front of a picture in the eyes follow you at every angle...

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When we reach the end at last And it's peace we hope to find Will we see the light that's cast Or the pictures in our mind...

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Thinking of you - Y e a h I’ ve b e e n stuck on you Lookin at your pictures - of the other night Y e a h I’ m j u s t lookin at y o ...

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