Short Memoire Poems

Christmas memory
          reminders  activated
          by ancestral crib...

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oh
mother
I miss you
each lonely day
you were my best friend
my safe harbor
dearest Mom
I love 
you.

___________________
April 14, 2017

Ninette/Mother
Copyright Protected, ID 892518


a la memoire du Jacqueline...

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A shadow hides behind your smile
in the Riviera sun
Parisian moments long ago
our love had just begun

A child born then lost to time
whose laughter still we hear
As life took back its greatest gift
—his memory to endear

(Mayenne France: April, 1978)...

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May you be remembered through me
For I'm afraid you'll be forgotten
When I'm no longer around to be
A visual aide-memoire you co-written.

May they visit you more when I can't
And my only desire may they grant
To make sure flowers bloom where you are
Until the time were never too far....

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Eyes like fire and voice like rain
eyes like fog and heart like a stain
cigarettes burning in the coals of the night
shivering from the downpour feeling unright
she lookes at me with contemptous passion
asking me if i'm all talk or action
leave her on the street
scuffle by dragging my feet
don't want to look back at the girl i knew
knowing that this is what became of you...

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Within today's giftee's coup d'etat
Gratitude receives no big hurrah.
      A gift was expected
      gift cards are accepted
But thank yous are not a rule of law.

Announcements/invitations - aides memoire.
Sending thank yous will define who you are;
       when "re-cog" breaks through
       it's not ALL about you.
Appreciation makes the giver a star.

 "Re-cog" - recognition    
       

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A beautiful dandelion. 
Dancing with the wind, flying high
Sky was your recreation
As you perish to the limitless. 
Nothing blew you away like life did. 

And so you wilted. 
Subdued too easy
Carried into non-existence
Strucked you like in the wartime. 
All you are now is nothing but ferment to the soil. 

A beautiful dandelion. 
The vulnerable beauty. 
That white calm of tingle to the soul. 
A present aide memoire
A now sad adaptation of tomorrows interim of gloom....

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