Recalling Poems - Poems about Recalling

I recall the kiss of your lips, only to increase this feeling of desperate hunger. Striving to taste the sweetness in a ripe strawberry during the winter fast… to quench my thirst in time of desert drought… to capture fleeting youth with a net, broken and frayed. Do memories mock the turning hands of the clock? Do they...

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(edited) Recalling the Moment flashing cool gray shadows matched my fluttering heartbeat as a painted lady butterfly passed by ——————————- (c) sally young eslinger 8/story 2024 ...

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~ Remembering You~ Remembering you, is a most simple task! It’s in the rainbowed bubbles of your arms, I that do bask! No, absolutely, no, not once in a great while! But in each splendid hour, yes, then,yes I can In the glimmer our of past eyes, those...

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Back I go retracing steps. Against the tide I must tread, Following the arrows down in reverse. Each arrow head points back to moments gone, To a time before the dawn of days past. The footprints I must retread Lead backwards on the path trod. Heel to toe carefully placed in reverse, To echo the way I felt at each step. To unravel the...

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Our lives were so much simpler a century ago If you got sick, you went to the doc else he came to you So long as you paid him, he'd see the job through Fees were upfront None of ~ 'It depends' ...

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Recalling Life’s Pages Miracle Man 6-5-2022 ...

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ENTHUSIASM: zest & zeal have divine origins, "en theos" or In God...

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Recalling 2011 Written: by Miracle Man August 12, 2021 A violent wind, thunderous, and loudly, moves some stationary things it touches. If in the “fraidy hole” hunkering proudly, you've evaded mother natures clutches “It’s an all-too-human frailty to suppose that a favorable wind will blow forever.” Rick Bode ...

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Waves, kissing the shore. Golden sunrise, I do adore. Summertime, please more. ...

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Rain drags words out of a dark sky. Words raw enough to grow antlers, lightsome enough to slip between parting flesh, unmade words grown from mouse ears and the stringy lips of hollow reeds. A long untrammeled Celtic rivering unabridged and uttered sheer. If I croon a cobbled nursery hymn then that blank meaningless verse might transmute into the ancient rattle of pebbles on...

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We were still free to dream, however, a tax on any imaginative writing that contravened the rules or regulations for literary acceptability or worse were deemed counter-revolutionary. In Poland, the last of the hold-outs wrote odes to Chopin but essentially all was well ordered and compliant to the powers that be. Now that Chinese is a compulsory language for third graders many have become re-programmers for the...

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Recalling a Time Written: by Miracle Man July 13, 2020 I’ve had days, when as a tree frog, I had no tree, sometimes like a salmon I’ve had to swim upstream. I recall a few days that were like skinning a flea, and while comatose, heard Heavens choir in a dream. I’ve been called hard headed and set in my ways, and a...

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sometimes.... I can recall your face- your smile your laughter lines and your frown sometimes.... I can recall your voice- softly spoken and how you could always make me laugh Sometimes.... I can recall so much of you- but, memories are becoming vague- as time moves on and I fear I shall forget it will be like losing you all over again I...

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dramatic swooshing sugar maple expecting cloudburst thunderstorm little girl’s long hair askew wild green-apple eyes alive 11/9/2019...

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Recalling Instances, Not Days Written: by Tom Wright 8-30-2019 Time has handicapped my retention, And entire days can’t be recalled. But particular instances inside those days; Still clamor for immediate attention, From my past where they lie sprawled. ...

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