adagio
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 10:03pm
3rd Oct 2023 10:03pm
Neon Memories Fading
..listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
losing their lunch money
to a lonelier tomorrow
synchronizing the pendulum
in a shroud of darkness
watching shadows of the moonwalk
like a needle on a record skipping
in old photographs, marking time
listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
and neon memories fading away
losing their lunch money
to a lonelier tomorrow
synchronizing the pendulum
in a shroud of darkness
watching shadows of the moonwalk
like a needle on a record skipping
in old photographs, marking time
listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
#family
#passion
#emotions
158 reads
7 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 10:03pm
3rd Oct 2023 10:03pm
Neon Memories Fading
..listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
losing their lunch money
to a lonelier tomorrow
synchronizing the pendulum
in a shroud of darkness
watching shadows of the moonwalk
like a needle on a record skipping
in old photographs, marking time
listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
and neon memories fading away
losing their lunch money
to a lonelier tomorrow
synchronizing the pendulum
in a shroud of darkness
watching shadows of the moonwalk
like a needle on a record skipping
in old photographs, marking time
listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
#family
#passion
#emotions
158 reads
7 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 10:03pm
3rd Oct 2023 10:03pm
Neon Memories Fading
..listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
losing their lunch money
to a lonelier tomorrow
synchronizing the pendulum
in a shroud of darkness
watching shadows of the moonwalk
like a needle on a record skipping
in old photographs, marking time
listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
and neon memories fading away
losing their lunch money
to a lonelier tomorrow
synchronizing the pendulum
in a shroud of darkness
watching shadows of the moonwalk
like a needle on a record skipping
in old photographs, marking time
listening to the silence of dementia
and neon memories fading away
#family
#passion
#emotions
158 reads
7 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
100 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
100 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
100 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
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0 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
Alliteration After Work
The antique store is closed,
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
#wife
#marriage
#family
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
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0 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
Alliteration After Work
The antique store is closed,
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
#wife
#marriage
#family
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
290 reads
0 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
Alliteration After Work
The antique store is closed,
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
#wife
#marriage
#family
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
290 reads
0 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
4th Apr 2023 2:21pm
Alliteration After Work
The antique store is closed,
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
I turn off the lights with
Backroom breakers.
Set the alarm, lock the door.
Leave the empty parking lot,
Turn onto the congested four-lane
Joining the crowd of the evening commuters.
A few lights up I get on the freeway,
A concrete strip that crests and stretches down
Following the contour of the Appalachian foothills,
A twenty minute drive at seventy miles an hour
Before my exit onto the sideroads and
County backroads lined by pickled pine
Power poles, preserved green
With alkaline copper...
#wife
#marriage
#family
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
290 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Family Published by Members Recently Online
