Remembrances Poems - Poems about Remembrances

Where did the time go, Slipping through calloused fingers, Lost to the ever-fickle wheels of fate, Like grains of sand swept up in the Sahara desert, Or bitter tears dissolving in the Dead Sea? All that is left of you is a portrait in the parlour, Hanging as a...

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Inside my house – inside myself Hushed in the reckoning of my living I drift in streams that have taken me here. As I contemplate my age, my years, Now belied by restful wisdom I am complete and unalterable. I have come to my final destination, my end. My mouth is agape in the sullen silence of remembrance. My hair, a turbulent...

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Footsteps in the house? There shouldn't be, not now, I've been alone so long. Paw prints on the carpet? I don't know why, the pups crossed the rainbow bridge so long ago. Baby steps on the hardwood? I think not, the kids are grown, grandkids grown ...

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Duchess of my heart royal monarch ruling over hearts dominion noble grace reigning over souls province. How lovely you were that flawless visage how dramatic then hair elegant flowing eyes alluring staring. Parted lips painted breathless your kiss muted hushed sighs mouth of ambrosia sweet scented scilla. Ever shall I remember our amatory affection our fervent devotion so resplendent this Duchess of my heart. (click the pic for a preview of my upcoming book!)...

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Tainted one's brain remains When scathing remembrances it contains Due diligence when not fulfilled Leave one in a state of surreal In love matters, bitter the pill If swallowed it will kill memories of love gone unfulfilled Thoughts unrequired must yield...

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Abstruse this aura of fear. Envisioned darkness lurking near. Ignorant to perceive what you hear. Detached from feelings lost and unclear. Allured by a spirit's whispers I hear. Heed this murmur obscurity will clear. Emerge from this somber despite the fear. For death deceives those it draws near. Remembrances absent in solitude for years. Human ignorance, not god, brought forth these fears. Our creator's proverbs...

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SWEET REMEMBRANCES Where have you been? I can’t find, now unseen. But your sweet remembrance your mystic fluorescence I preserve in my trove of treasure. My dormant desire to cherish in...

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Midnight draped in raven black haunts me with hurt memories As tiara of stars gently winks, lustrous amid pastel skies— Igniting breath’s comfort to bloom come dawn’s fresh epiphany. Sijo (has) three long lines. Each line varies between 14 and 16 syllables, with the middle line often the longest. The first line states a theme, the second line...

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Ere ever I send to her; She whom I love; Any of the apologies and explanations of most bittersweet love: An accounting of those regrets and remorses that I have, My fooleries and follies and fallacies, fair as well as fell and foul, That I discharged; Ere I ever send to her, in epistolary form, Or else that poetic...

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Fond Remembrances The months, the years, so swift pass by And often, I have pondered as to why We can't slow them as they fly Some moments, to savor longer Many pleasant times that I recall When I wasn't very old at all Flat on my back to grass I'd fall To watch cotton clouds, float...

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Start My dearest mother I miss you so much As a baby I yearned for your delicate touch May you be happy wherever you are I always feel your presence as such I know your dwelling now is very far At night I see it as a twinkling star Overshadowed by the brightness of the moon But unlike the moon there is no...

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A child of the 60’s, I was raised on radio. Times were changing, and it was a great time to live, for the songs made you want to be good to yourself, be happy to love and be happy to give! By ‘69, with cosmetics I played. The eyes of a woman from that decade were a sight! Our lashes were...

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remembrances, of dad so alive. now silent. shall i speak it shall i speak of sadness not sorrowing grief but inconvenient sadness the gaps the gaps of a father i did not know did not understand the child he once was the man who lived and fathered me the first of his siblings to die they came and watched wordlessly pre-occupied in scattered thoughts the long goodbye uttered over and...

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Remembrances Are they just pieces cluttered around? The letters in the box, the dried roses in one of the pages of my favorite books. They all seem, are going along with me like waves unknowingly push the detritus into the bed shore and bring them back again to the bosom of the ocean.. There, they...

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Shreds of oak tree in faded gold Drift on my life-scenes, wishes untold. Crystalline Contest of Rick Parise from Amelie Mara...

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