Memory Time Poems

Beneath the veil of twilight, time lets its shadow fall,
It trickles like quicksilver through the unseen hourglass,
The silent ticking follows us, we, the children of...

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Time has wrinkled our weeping faces,
never withered any of the embraces;
oh, how delightful is to walk again 
down the path of youth and not fear
whatever...

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I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps,
In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars.
To love you – means I wish...

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That was then….
When the tapestry of contentment enveloped 
the enthralled expanse exhilarated,
of the sensuous sky called life. 
When the fervent flight was friendly 
for the...

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I was thinking, and maybe it's time to step back and simply detach, to say: "Let them lose you."
I've poured my essence into someone who...

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Quite far we have traversed, in pursuit of goals we chose,
Through troubles and trepidations of seasons in throes;
Sometimes reveling sunshine, sometime in glum of shadows,
Always...

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   Was there ever a ‘simpler time?’
      I will bet you one whole dime 

   It...

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 Expression Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Silent One
Written 4/15/24



A Time To Reflect

As my last sunset nears

I look back at the sunrise

And dwell on the past

I order another beer

And...

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In the silent solace of the shimmering night,
Where moonbeams dance and stars ignite,
I sit solitary, amid memories' might,
A time to reflect, in the pale moonlight.

Regrets,...

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I have weathered the storms of ages and I have completed all the races; the clouds have broken away in the skies shining the light...

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Wisdom gained from pain
Lost tomorrow sentenced
Shadows think me insane

Tortured and blood soaked stains 
Detached from earth yet dependent
Wisdom gained from pain

Memory lies in the rain
Star...

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Our Stolen Days

The given days we take,
Childlike, heedless of consequence.
We swallow them as our due,
Our entitled share of happiness
Or, at least, consideration of the stake
Each...

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Age cuts like a knife
Wrinkled hands can't work forever
The young need space soon

I walk out of sight
As a blizzard closes in 
My memory stays warm

The...

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It simmers. This constant invisible, hovering 
like a wasp in the forever periphery threatening 
lightning strike yellows, sudden and unbidden. It spills
and spools, down into...

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I hear them talking as I open my eyes, 
a hazy something lingers on my lips like lava, 
threatening to erupt. I hear question then...

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