Memory Simile Poems

- in those moments, it shines.
The nostalgia of an upside down
world glinting up through hourglasses of years,
a mark impressed upon flesh; a scar harbouring
simple childhood...

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In your silence I see colours,
speech crumbling like flaking paint, dried; truth dripping from lips, black spittle on a brush.
In the silence I inhale the...

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If Australia  was a poem
It would be written in galloping Iambic
Full of characters leaning toward the laconic
Every line a simile, every name a diminutive

If...

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When memories are memories long-lost,
     and when infancy's twilight hides what feels
like lifetimes in half-dreamt dreams, sleep storm-tossed
   ...

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Light crashes sounds like brittle glass 
Slashes shards across my worn aching eyes 
The colors reak of deep rot like blues 
Creeping green burning acidic...

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Time Passing

I can see the wrinkles in the mirror, 
even without my glasses. 
What does that mean? 
They are deep and permanent. 
Youth has fled...

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when wind blows a gale 
leaves pushed pulled tempest tossed
I see life fleetingly aloft and 
gone in gasp and gust

when clocks chime and chip away...

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Winter can be thought of a pause waiting for the breath of spring.

This pause is a chance for us to appreciate the little things in...

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The hottest sun hid under the dense cloud
   A harbinger of mercy with tiny droplets of rain
  All my worries are ploughed
...

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I don’t always like taking pictures but there are a few hundred moments with you I would like to freeze in a moment for forever

Loving...

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I.	  The Settlement

          Hickory bark bluffs
         ...

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Catch that love
When it glides gleefully like a rock dove
Doesn't it cover the desolate abyss
Or gives love to see our bliss?

It speaks, greatest of speakers
Words...

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You left but are not gone;
like an amputation—gone
but still here.
When love is experienced,
it is always.

Lost love is as a raindrop
in a puddle.
An evaporated puddle 
remains...

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Like the wisp of a 
  fragrance
So is the memory 
  of the dead
only seared by time
But in the hearts of 
 ...

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Standing here in the mind of mine
passing through and over the time
pulling out thoughts sublime:
sorrow, hate, pain, joy, love, sanity--
all the mold character of my...

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