Recalls Poems - Poems about Recalls

So Precious Recalls

childhood memories 
kids life is so much easy
so precious recalls 
as the time goes by, marches
"a shame we have to grow up"!

Inspired by Tom Cunningham.

EYES SORE SOUL RECALLS TEARS SO SHED--SOUL AS MINE EYE’S MY SOUL SHED TEARS

Soul as mine eye’s my soul shed tears;
Stained raining forth shadowing grows.
Flows aloft, a top my minds membrane;
This be new day dawning
 
Sometime placement now
This new provisions shroud
Standing outside of time
Yet holding inside of time
 Remember the former things

Soul as mine eye’s my soul shed tears;

 I don’t remember the former things;
 Yet I do?

Winter Magic

Shrunken by the cold weather,
winter magic gathers us together.
Shivering as naked trees,
we travel across the seas.
We join our effort to see magic under our knees.

We pray to reach home,
our heart is not alone. 
A magic winter delights us 
on its own.
A magic winter provide us with fulness,
despite of its dulness.

Under the grey skies we feel

Beach Ball Recalls

For almost a decade now, 
a beach ball has been firmly wedged 
between skeletal roof cross beams
at my local swimming pool 

No doubt some kid kicked too hard, 
and it accidentally got wedged tight

But come on! 
ten years later and still it’s stuck up there,
albeit slightly deflated 

Every week when I’m doing backstroke lengths,
I look

November Recalls

The seconds ran fast
as did the minutes
which never seemed to last.

And the hours took wings
as if racing to the finish
to beat the last bell-ring.

The days flew by like jet planes,
leaving trails to capture the memories.
The Winter months were cold but never grew old.

When young, I captured the memories that arrested me the most.
I shut out

Those Calls and Recalls

They came in a flurry
Was it desperation?
Or
Was she really in a hurry?
Wanting to connect to someone
She loved so dearly...
The man 
Now recalling those moments
Tries hard to understand
Her raging passion and desire
With no less a burning fire
Bordering not so much
On physical intimacy
As the unyielding temptation 
To chat, to talk, or merely to see
Each other
Over distance far,

A Child Recalls

By my enabled senses five, attention externalised, I beheld the magical world of myriad objects, reflecting their luminous auras. As I exhaled, the world disappeared and through my open fontanel correspondent to the crown chakra, I entwined with universal consciousness, melding with God’s blissful domain of boundless love and soft white light. My subtle body

Lesbia Recalls Meeting Catullus

That night you came and dined with us
there was a wind, then soft rain. 
My hair was dressed by Aemilia                     
who does it to perfection, and I wore no jewelry
except the brooch my husband gave

A Boatman Recalls and Repents

An old thatched boat
full of goods and secrets
sails down memory lane. 
Rice boils on a stained 
stove again. The same 
kerosene lamp flickers 
in the salty breeze. His 
eyes row along the wet 
feminine nudity. Often
he shatters a widow’s
solitude on the Kanoli 
Bank. He used to steal
the tender coconuts...
The moist events, he 
recalls and repents.

Trucks

A Poetess Fondly Recalls

                 My Mother-In-Law

Her last years, were on the Internet spent.
Loving chatrooms and then...Mother found a poetry site.
Heavens! How excited was she!
.
Thus, she spent her waning years writing poetry.
How she loved mankind and her fellow-poets!
She signed her comments, with "Love,

Dropping She Recalls

DROPPING SHE RECALLS


Cold-blooded scales, fiery-hot, languishing,
As she dreamily falls harnessing the icy wind.
Dropping she recalls, and smiles feebly,
That she alone sits on the throne, this Lizard Queen.


Today’s Date: 1/30/2020
Arbitrium Divisa 7 Poetry Contest
Gregory R Barden
Original Poem: Lizard Queen dated 1/22/2020

Whenever Middle-Age Recalls Youth

Whenever middle-age recalls youth
with its long, exciting and carefree days:
we remember that we lived them in our own ways;
our parents argued that it wasn't astute...
have they forgotten how they shamelessly lied
to get some romantic kiss before it actually died?


Before the invention of television most folks were moody...
there were only radios and vinyl records to listen

The Old Man Recalls

Night closes in there in the streets
Rushing upon the tar two boys
Racing their bicycles
To defeat 

Fearlessly weaving near the cars
Freedom is a feeling
A moment in time
Carefree and one handed on the bar 

He looked on them remembering,
Himself at that stage 
So long ago its seems, 
life turned that page 

Where the youthful minds, 
carry unthinkable

The Dying Poet Recalls a Poem

Hooked to oxygen, you can’t recite a line you’ve written.
Remember all those poems full of woodland paths and trout streams.
Lovingly, the words that always knew your name still hold you.

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