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Remembrances

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
   no little ones here for so long now.
Running, laughing, steps on the stairs?  A
   game of hide and seek?  No children here,
   and the house is one story, no steps here, 
   haven't had a two-story for oh so long.
The sounds get louder, the noise is deafening,
   I close my eyes and see them all clearly
   as I float, seeing my life, and I smile,
   as they cry.

That Lost Day

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.


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Scathing Remembrances

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

Death

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 must be made clear.
Human divergence ought not we fear.

On Remembrances

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 counters it, and the third line resolves the poem--Poetry Soup definition.


Heidi Sands' Sijo Contest
6/01/2918

Fond Remembrances

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 by

 Then other times, from memories sweet,
 At end of day with summer's heat,
 My dad would bring us kids a treat
 And let us make some sodas

 But now we're older, me and you
 Unsure of what it is we do
 To retain the warmth of love so true
 With which our Lord, has blessed us

 These are the good old days, my dear,
 That we'll recall in distant year
 A soft, sweet song is what we'll hear
 As we remember them, together

Remembrances

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 over
long after dad left us
yet i am still
now calling, now whispering
goodbye.

Remembrances

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 float unnamed, untagged 

Rain comes, shatters their wraps

Storm tears them apart, exposed 

I lift every meaning of them, 

cry every dent of pain, 

fix every chip of attachment. 

I rather, them be placed in the corner 

where no one dares to visit and  shove them 

away to the farthest part of my drawer 

and labeled, ''not significant."

 

But how? 

When their paces keep me up 

as fast as I want to escape, 

as slow as the time ticks to leave them behind.. 

When the red ribbon that binds them, peeks 

through the whiteness of forgetting..

And here I am tracing back

what these remembrances have to say,

spreading on the table of choices,

to dwell or to let go 

This, I am yet to consider...

Remembrances of Autumn

Shreds of oak tree in faded gold
Drift on my life-scenes, wishes untold.



Crystalline Contest of Rick Parise
from Amelie Mara

Remembrances ---Tanka

We lay on the grass
Softened by love's rhapsody
Deaf,to breeze that chimes
Recalling all youthful dreams
of candle light and stardust.



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For Amy Green     from Carly L

A Day Reserved Thereof Their Remembrances 2k13

People, here as we tend to glance about,
we find ourselves gathered this Summer's day.
For there isn't a speckle of genuine doubt
that blue sorrow still lingers here today.
Yes, therein the hearts of many does it so,
tho' yet it's onwards which we shall all go,
go within memory's realm to reflect
and seize a memory or two from the
volts to recall good men in such respect;
forgetting not Jonas nor Anthony.
Today, let's remember them a tad more
when good-times re-play in vivid color.
Individuals will recall and share
as others recollect therein silence.
For all whom so choose to display such care
via their attendance do so of love, hence,
such hearts do search, such memory's do jog.
Let us advance our walks therefrom woe's fog!
A day reserved thereof their remembrances
where Kindred and Friends show such reverences.

Obscure Remembrances

Have you ever inhaled a memory?
Planted in the past
Shadowed trails
With elusive tales
Just beyond your grasp

Have you ever chased this memory?
Seeded in the past
A kite drifting away
Its string teasing
Just beyond your grasp

Have you ever caught a memory?
A once elusive task
Its phantom tail
Once envisioned
Now held within your grasp

Have you ever held a memory?
Embedded long ago
Seeded and fertilized
Tended with love
Knowing you’ll never let it go

~~Debra Squyres~~
~~11/26/12~~

Random Remembrances

RANDOM REMEMBRANCES

Listen to what I am going to talk about
Because I swear there is no doubt
Listen to the following truth I have to say
Us junkies have changed the world in a very profound way

Next time your baby is crying for his pacifier feel the middle 
There’s a hard tube to stop it from squeezing all the way and it wasn’t there when were little
They put it there because junkies were using pacifiers to shoot heroin, cocaine and speed
Junkies required a lot of things back then and an old fashioned pacifier was definitely a need

When we were growing up and you had a really bad cough there was syrup for you to drink 
And now each time I take something for a cold it makes me stop and think
No one did this because they hated addicts or because they were just plain mean
But I remember, back in the days of old when cough medicine came with codeine

And as the nation grew bigger so did the problem at hand
Things were going down only us addicts could understand
We’ve changed these things and if I had more time I’d tell you the rest
Oh yes, us junkies are also responsible for the random piss test
     © 2011.….free cee!

Remembrances of You

While I love having my thoughts and remembrances of you
And my feelings do run deep and are honest and true
I wish I could have my moments of you with no pain
But the hurt is always there everyday still the same
My love sometimes does fall like rain
My mind and heart keep pounding out your name
You are there in all I say or do
Wondering of what i said to you will ever completely get through
I guess that it has to be this way
And I suppose this morbid pain is the price I must pay
For not speaking those words sooner that I needed to say
Then for stupidly walking away
The memories for now are the only way I can have you
In order to have one I have to take the other, this is what I must do
However with all the hurt, pain, and sorrow
I'll still be here thinking about my remembrances of you come tomorrow

Remembrances of An Irish Pub

A cacophony of sounds fills the air.
Bodhrans beat and the jukebox screams.
Flutes and fiddles mingle in a mad race
overpowering, the drone
of drunken revelers in the back room.
Daddy’s darling bounces upon his knee
wreathed in a smile rivaling the brightest sun.
Dinners play their spoons and dash their knuckles,
upon the hard black stained surface of oak tables.
Toes tapp, muffled upon carpet-covered flooring
and Guinness flows, frothy, dark, and thick, 
cascading, from brass spigots, lubricating the tenor's pipes.
And in the dim, buttery warmth of candlelight
the accordion wails as Old Aunt Tillie dances.

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