Memory Planet Poems | Examples
These Memory Planet poems are examples of Planet poems about Memory. These are the best examples of Planet Memory poems written by international poets.
River makes its final clunk
Between
Hills
Rolling boulders like turtle shells
Empty of their mouths and hearts
River bent
Flailing legs and neck
No longer reflects
The sun and moon
From water’s absence down its back.
Turns her terrible brittle head
From me
Teeth gnashing on the spools of willow
To her memory
When mud was forest
Footsteps
Croaking with frogs and dazzled with dragonflies
Ringed in a halo of cold fog.
We are dying
Together
Not angels nor even demons
But conquering visitors from a desert
Who brought nothing but the leech of desert
With us
Covering the entire Earth with insatiable thirst
And hunger
Kings and Queens for a day
Destroyers
Of those ceremony drums
Of gods and plants animals and language
When we lived as One
Gift
Strummed through the harp of gratitude.
Now, I seek a forgiving signal
From perhaps a divine wave
Coming from the dying Mother
This way
You poor skinless fool
The fire shall burn behind you
The entire Earth and its people
Which is all the things that flutter
Crawl walk and sing
"An empty bowl
With a spoon beside you."
New planet
A beach, three suns, silent of waves
I arrived just here, breathing my life
New life, new planet, new life, live far
I left my home, the home the past home
No memory follows life starts one of on
Gone the history of the mother planet from
Silent in my heart, clouds are my eyes lives
Tears are gone; my past life has been forgotten
my life for now.
Now, and for all times; timeless life is on
No time, no history, lived this life in space on
Endless lands, opportunities, unblocked ways
Here is everything just paths and highways
No tears and stressful life, unknown pain
Always three the sun, dark always stand off
Sky, horizon, and lands are home to the light
Always three the sun, dark always stand off
New life, new planet, new life lives here
I left my home, Andromeda gave me
a new home
Past
to Home
New lives
On
Our new love planet
This exists in our mind, jump into the depth of the universe of our lives of minds
MInds? There is only one, and ours are just the parts, gifts of our lives from God
The new and hoped-awaited planet will be the new Earth and the new homeland
Hope Land
Someone will love you from the Earth to there and on our new lovely great planet!
It’s so far, but here in our souls, we are protected by our future from the loved Light
So, please, just follow the light on the highway in the universe just to your new life
To the Light
Please after my death follow me, come to us, we are there, imagined projection
You and me, you and me, the new life wants to arrive us for take to the newest
In all memory will be killed from our past, you cannot remember my life, I am a dark
Dark to your life
We will live on an invisible planet, human eyes can not see that, superlight material
There are no principles and laws, everything will be realized from our fantasy of the brain
Two fantasy’s love, oh gigantic love, this marriage bigger than a thousand mega disco
Greatest of all time
Endless galactic love
Sitting here with so much on my mind
As time goes by I find
Maybe I have been hit too many times
All that is left are the rhymes
Growing up fighting
The wrongs I thought I was righting
Fast as lighting
In the ring
Now I just make my ol harp sing
Memories are lifes gift
To hopefully one day give your soul a life
When your down
wearing a frown
When sad is on the attack
Bring a happy memory back
My crazy mind
I find
Memories rush by like a river
So many my mind starts to quiver
My soul starts. To shiver
Try to find one pin it down
Before in the sadness you start to drown
Focus on that one good thought
Lessons taught
Make more good memories to keep
For times you want to weep
Too late
Comes my fate
Lonely is life
With a heart full of strife
Grow old alone
With memories of what life has shown
So many things I have blown
Grow old and die
Who will cry
When I finally I learn to fly
The slithered shadows trailed my shag rug, in the foothills of the upright weave of flaccid threads.
Seemingly chaotic, yet made out of pure design and memory: From the hands of its maker, rolled into the flatness beneath its buyer’s feet. Asking “why” looks for the in-between, vast as forever. The math: A hard one and social, but still a math. More of a psychonomic-politecology.
Our bodies are just the same—moving pieces that pretend to be in a vacuum. We aren’t in one, but surely under it every so often.
Pieces who poise in passing places and people; pretending preponderance, betraying imposed predilections, to the preferable exposed.
Psychobiophysic microcosms invoke the such of a macrosomatic glob that is the everything, at least on this atomic chunk.
And so forth,
And so forth.
The gibberish in the rug is a cortex, and so are we.
Not long will it be when the grass
Be nothing more than sand.
And forests through where rivers pass
Are but a barren land.
Not long until the songs of birds
Be just a memory,
And rats that dwell under the earth,
A last breath they will breathe.
Not long before the lion's roars
Be relics of the past.
And grasslands where the gazelles roam
Turn into wastelands vast.
Beasts that hide in machines' form
Purge lands with ruthless greed.
The human monsters that lives on
Their own kin they will eat.
Crops that serve their money lust
And buildings that stand tall.
Destroy what nature's given us
Make cannibals of us all.
A world that's run by selfish swines,
Corrupt and filled with lies.
The truth they bend and intertwine
All is money in their eyes.
Death is closer than we think
If we don't try to change.
The whole world in extinction's brink
Our forests must be saved.
We should learn how to coexist
And conserve what we must.
If not, our world will fade to mist
And be engulfed in dust.
Destroy all of your greedful hate
With love for mother earth.
The future in our hand's been laid
Preventing the great dearth.
Lavender moments after the sunset
Unhurried glow blends in dark of night
Memory of the day draped in shadows
Invisible photons waltzing too bright.
Neon blues in promise of cosmic.love
Obscures an evening of nameless stars
Usurping the sky, a shining goddess
Sensuous fire chisels the path of Mars.
Vision luminous in a moonless gold sky
Enticing soft, frolicked her marcelled hair
Nuzzles her lover, they are galaxies apart
Untethered his Venus, breaths they share.
Solemn stillness celebrates everywhere.
Dated 12th May 2021
Sponsor Matt Caliri
Contest Name Planet
“Planet” of the distant
past, now considered too
petite for the title.
Pray, don’t you despair now.
Pirouette though pitch void,
pretty as always, for
perhaps our minds will change.
4/11/2021. Written for Kim Merryman's "Pleiades P" contest. 1st prize.
Our story wasn’t heaven
our ending even worse
my spaceship now flies solo
across the universe
if there’s any life on Mars
I haven’t got a clue
the only thing I know for sure
is I’m still loving you
searching through the galaxy
for stardust in your hair
we lost our love forever
our hearts beat no more there
flying through the universe
with orbits in my eyes
no twinkle star to wish upon
or wipe away my cries
the time is passing by
and I am growing old
you are always on my mind
my heart just won’t go cold
we left one million miles behind
your love has all gone
I haven’t reached a planet yet
to land my spaceship on
searching through the galaxy
for stardust in your hair
I lost your love forever
your heartbeat’s no more there
flying through the universe
I maybe won’t survive
the silence of your memory
it’s there that I arrive
~Shane Golden
lost tribes
worlds away
shunning progress
living on yesterdays…
always
dragons
underground
bones long asleep
yesterdays overstay…
ever
think
of nothing
weigh
measure..
relax:
pleasure
is
pleasure
vast
varied
yet
brief..
yes
a diversion:
a vanity
of life
indeed:
rest
the eye ...
such things
long remain...
in memory
Lack of Respect
The truth was concealed with many branches
The knowledge hidden within the creature
Experience gives countless advances
More than just their rings can be our teacher
They've witnessed the human revolution
From our logging to our air pollution
Peace and wartime, loving and murder
Learning, watching he is the observer
He could answer any questions man has
The wisdom from his centuries is vast
If we don't kill him he'll live forever
Other than us its lightening in weather
When your chainsaw is ripping through the tree
The tree will be screaming please don't kill me
July 4, 2016
Into A Mottled Shade I Sought My Rest
Into a mottled shade I sought my rest
As I trekked into my favorite woods.
There I was but an uninvited guest
Seeking Nature's truth, not man's falsehoods!
Walking upon an ancient forest floor
Among towering oaks and ancient beech
Always with joy, seeking very much more
And knowledge that my longing soul will teach.
Streams flowing over soft green, mossy rocks
All about evidence of time's slow creep
Here no need for rushing schedules or clocks
As we can commune with Nature so deep!
Beautiful trees swaying with a soft wind.
And I, yet again, find my ancient friend!
Robert J. Lindley, 12-20-2015
Note: Nature sonnet , perfect 100 word count and
ten syllable verses.
From memory of my last sojourn into my favorite
old growth forest.
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables
I sit on the train
seeing different landscapes
I think of the rain
and the planet of the apes
I see your face
and miss the place
where I first learned
your name
There's nothing to gain
from when one just contemplates
because that brings pain
emotions that complicates
still hear your voice
above the noise
won't you please speak
your name
I hope it's intact
that strong impact
we made on each other
you made me react
and here's a fact
I don't want another
Your name
is Spain
and I miss your rain.
The Sun
The King of the Sky
Rises,over the mounts of Fuji,
Sets in the Sea in Hawaii
Shakespeare!
The Sun of the English Sky
In this only planet with chocolates,
For decades of long
For generations after generations,
Born,how many?
Poets how many?
Shakespeare!
No shakes,unmatched
HAMLET!
The finest work
Shakes the depth of the hearts
Shakespeare!
The Sun of the English world
That, never sets!