Poems about Memories
#memories
Intriguing and captivating poetry about memories and remembrance. Memories collected throughout a lifetime, expressed through poems.
Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
Today 9:38pm
Today 9:38pm
ALWAYS
We laughed hard
at our attempt to copy the bard
you will not be forgotten ...
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/117954-love-story-the-beginning/
at our attempt to copy the bard
you will not be forgotten ...
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/117954-love-story-the-beginning/
#love
#memories
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Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:05am
Yesterday 10:05am
FLASHES
dripping rain off rooftops
drifts of fallen leaves
falling to earth
to soothe famished soil
tears watering the garden of the heart
red roses blooms
in the blood of it's highway
Missing Soul, away in his sojourns
You mean the world to me and my heart n soul.....on so many levels...You always will
when silence reign
heart aches for a certain voice
the familiar smile
a nod of affirmation
It's the little things said and shared
I still look out for my sunset knowing it's your sunrise.
drifts of fallen leaves
falling to earth
to soothe famished soil
tears watering the garden of the heart
red roses blooms
in the blood of it's highway
Missing Soul, away in his sojourns
You mean the world to me and my heart n soul.....on so many levels...You always will
when silence reign
heart aches for a certain voice
the familiar smile
a nod of affirmation
It's the little things said and shared
I still look out for my sunset knowing it's your sunrise.
#love
#memories
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DanielChristensen
Bumped 14th Jan 2021 1:03pm
26th Nov 2020 3:12am
26th Nov 2020 3:12am
souladareatease
Darkness crept the length
And breadth, in limbs
Of spindly black
Window lights bloom, blood
Rises
To the throat
And supernovas
Churn
Into aether
Spirits rise
In aches
And glow baskets,
Cast skyward
All brows fall
Like
Tumblers, heavy
With ghosts,
Lost,
Irretrievably,
To the endless cycles
Of consequential time
Tides flow in fire
And music, tranquility
In the downing realm, ...
And breadth, in limbs
Of spindly black
Window lights bloom, blood
Rises
To the throat
And supernovas
Churn
Into aether
Spirits rise
In aches
And glow baskets,
Cast skyward
All brows fall
Like
Tumblers, heavy
With ghosts,
Lost,
Irretrievably,
To the endless cycles
Of consequential time
Tides flow in fire
And music, tranquility
In the downing realm, ...
#brother
#friendship
#memories
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44 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 9:08am
14th Jan 2021 9:08am
And we both wrote poems we couldn’t finish
Eternal winter;
the white heads of mountains
draped their shawls as your body
earthed itself into the fabric
of a threadbare couch
January passed;
days rolled into sighs
of seldom chance
bare wood
struck eyes
with holy fire
your heart thundered
down the hill.
the white heads of mountains
draped their shawls as your body
earthed itself into the fabric
of a threadbare couch
January passed;
days rolled into sighs
of seldom chance
bare wood
struck eyes
with holy fire
your heart thundered
down the hill.
#nature
#mountains
#memories
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nomoth
Poem Published
13th Jan 2021 9:22pm
13th Jan 2021 9:22pm
The plum pit in decantered wine
The soot on the mantle,
all along your heavy gothic lies,
you mixed thick and decantered, in
glass of Maias' lovely black eyes.
We made the arrangements,
and set them brotherly between the King
and a spaniel's smile. under curtain lace
and the last of Victoria's light she brings.
They paid the mill-wright lawfully, careful
to lay black feather of pig iron and lead.
A sunken blackbird, dead in cursing, wrought
and melting ore,
where flees the black angel from...
all along your heavy gothic lies,
you mixed thick and decantered, in
glass of Maias' lovely black eyes.
We made the arrangements,
and set them brotherly between the King
and a spaniel's smile. under curtain lace
and the last of Victoria's light she brings.
They paid the mill-wright lawfully, careful
to lay black feather of pig iron and lead.
A sunken blackbird, dead in cursing, wrought
and melting ore,
where flees the black angel from...
#family
#death
#memories #EdnaStVincentMillay
#memories #EdnaStVincentMillay
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5 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
13th Jan 2021 1:26pm
13th Jan 2021 1:26pm
visions of Eudoxia
Solemnly
vast silence paints ashlike
dragonflied discoveries
chalk chasms scratching
over the black writingboard.
I write in confinement , a pledged vow
righteousness riots perfection pauses
I sigh an elephant's sigh a dancing letter
when I look at her I see a dark crow
We call her Eudoxia
Her prowling eyes enter me
tightening their stanglehold
I remember her words
the ring on her finger
tapping against
a window
we stood paired
in straight lines
You would feel her hand
twisting...
vast silence paints ashlike
dragonflied discoveries
chalk chasms scratching
over the black writingboard.
I write in confinement , a pledged vow
righteousness riots perfection pauses
I sigh an elephant's sigh a dancing letter
when I look at her I see a dark crow
We call her Eudoxia
Her prowling eyes enter me
tightening their stanglehold
I remember her words
the ring on her finger
tapping against
a window
we stood paired
in straight lines
You would feel her hand
twisting...
#dark
#childhood
#religion #memories
#religion #memories
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adagio
Poem Published
12th Jan 2021 4:16pm
12th Jan 2021 4:16pm
Before Shortnin' Bread
Whatever happened to these old fruit jars? Now covered in memories of mom's spiced peaches. Down the broken staircase of a twisted oak. Leaving footprints in the dust of my mind's watermelon rinds. Now only whispers from my mom's old rocking chair. But I bet the canned corn is still sweet. Tripping over the okra, from the fields below the farmhouse. Whereas a boy, I flew my kite. Before my shortnin' bread.
#dreams
#memories
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adagio
Poem Published
12th Jan 2021 3:52am
12th Jan 2021 3:52am
Nostalgia
Where has my piccolo gone when I was a young boy? Where have all the woodwinds gone that made me clap? Now barefootin' in nostalgia, but the mirror has cracked. Now I wander alone at night disturbed by the hypocrisy of make-believe ghosts and bellicose fools. Something just ain't right. But I found a shadow in the closet playing my piccolo.
#sadness
#dreams
#shame
#memories
#frustration
36 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
11th Jan 2021 5:39pm
11th Jan 2021 5:39pm
Funky Chicken
Gone are the pop-me-ups and JukeBoxes. Gone are the wildflowers that had busy bees sing. Now they are parking lots where giant malls grow. Gone is the ice depot that chilled icecream. Gone is the theater that showed double features. Now it's a zoo with creatures behind bars. Gones are the cars that blew black smoke. But the ghost still chokes as I look out the window and there is black rain. There in the dark mama still dances the Funky Chicken.
#memories
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 9th Jan 2021 5:05pm
26th Jul 2020 1:38pm
26th Jul 2020 1:38pm
Maw maw
I hold your hand
I didn't know it was the last time
You look the same
Except your eyes
You look lost in your mind
All these memories
Flash through my brain
Like rays of sunshine
Through falling rain
I wish I could give them to you
And see you smile one more time
Taking someone's memories
Seems like the worst crime
But even though
You don't know my name
I still love you just the same
I didn't know it was the last time
You look the same
Except your eyes
You look lost in your mind
All these memories
Flash through my brain
Like rays of sunshine
Through falling rain
I wish I could give them to you
And see you smile one more time
Taking someone's memories
Seems like the worst crime
But even though
You don't know my name
I still love you just the same
#sadness
#heartbroken
#memories
#emotional
#bittersweet
152 reads
3 Comments
Vferry
Poem Published
7th Jan 2021 2:27am
7th Jan 2021 2:27am
Normal Occasion
Somewhere along the path
Of a normal day with simple words
Under a sun mostly shaded
And flowers showing only stem
The day became an occasion
Without knowing, search or want
The day would be marked forever
For many- not all
As a day to be retold, reshaped, reframed
Overtime the occasion will grow to legend
Legend will be given divine rights
Divine rights will provide the purpose
For the coming of this occasion
But not for me, not now
Today I will weep
And miss the normal day
Of a normal day with simple words
Under a sun mostly shaded
And flowers showing only stem
The day became an occasion
Without knowing, search or want
The day would be marked forever
For many- not all
As a day to be retold, reshaped, reframed
Overtime the occasion will grow to legend
Legend will be given divine rights
Divine rights will provide the purpose
For the coming of this occasion
But not for me, not now
Today I will weep
And miss the normal day
#memories
#disappointment
#hurt
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Stoney223
Poem Published
7th Jan 2021 00:20am
7th Jan 2021 00:20am
REAL ENERGY FEEDS OFF RARE ENERGY
Let us ponder this silent thought within the depth of our subconsciousness, reaching into the deepness of our heart and soul as a beautiful strong intelligent and unique woman. For how can you miss what you never truly thought you had, if it wasn't yours to have and behold in your life, and world not even in your love burning within your heart ? Let us voyage beyond our deepest imagination into the very existences of our very flesh and blood, that is flowing through our veins as we feel the warmth of our blood pumping through our veins. Systematically running through us as it is intricately...
#hope
#memories
#LifeChangingMoment
#learning
#StreamOfConsciousness
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