Memory Tetractys Poems

Like 
wisps of
soft white spores -
those vague remnants -
are recollections wafting through my mind -
sun-gold heads of spring I no longer hold,
Yet I can glimpse
when...

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coffee… conversation starter for years
warms our spirits
striking smell
stirs thought
brews

talk
turns to
thanksgiving
toasts gratitude
replenishing our hearts with memories
...

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What
is the
neon mauve
moon without trails
of twinkling twilight stars that swing in skies?
Perhaps, memories are just fluorescent
leaves that sing in
lifeline-ink
of the
past,
stained
with pearl-
pastels of
present seconds, 
pulsating heartbeats...

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2.

Once,
we picked
blackberries
under the shade
of bay trees fragrant with the kiss of sun,
not yet knowing the things that would break us;
just sweet fruit on
pregnant vines,
childish
joy.


3.

Once,
we picked
blackberries
under...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
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Heart
silent 
after storm,
from shattered soul
in debris deep, flows the stream of sorrow
with flakes of memory drowned with dream lost
in tear trail dry
carved beneath 
collapsed 
eyes.

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October...

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Flashes of my youth include a tire swing,
a clean, clear brook,
bicycles,
picnics,
hikes,
fogs,
swimming, 
kayaking,
fun, summer things;
pleasant memories; retained by my mind.


(Double Tetractys)


8/21/2021...

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“be watchful oh hermit, of ego trace 
even faint residue, blocks divine grace”

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We
Are here
Or are we
In this moment
Ego pursues like tail of a comet 

Even...

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Trip
Way back
Along time
Memory lane
Childhood innocence here and now reclaimed

Where else may we find such pure love unstained
Grandchild’s embrace
Divine grace
In the
Flesh

19-November-2020

Double Tetractys 6 Poetry Contest
Photo number...

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Mind 
silent 
after storm,
from ravaged soul
void deep within, flows the stream of sorrow
with flakes of memory drowned in dream lost
in tear’s dry trail 
etched beneath...

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My
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She 
rides the 
slow slide of 
her guitar blues
knife ‘gainst fretted strings of pain and pleasure

with hours to kill on train of love in vain
fields...

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We gather at their graves, replace flowers,
share memories,
speak kindly
of them,
and
miss 
them. This
is all good.
What is better?
Having shown loving care while they were here.


October 5, 2020
Poetry...

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 bridge
in deep
woods and lake
of slated stone
he hand carved for her with love, blood and tears
castle of wistful dreams for their romance
in silence stands
memory
cold in
death...

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