Poems about Memories
#memories
Intriguing and captivating poetry about memories and remembrance. Memories collected throughout a lifetime, expressed through poems.
Lozzamus
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 9:16pm
30th Jul 2021 9:16pm
Eden Gained And Lost (July 12)
Fylde, Lancashire; tree paved streets resembling a London suburb, but situated by the Irish Sea, not the Thames.
Fylde, Lancashire: a place of memories
Friday 17 August 2012
I arrive after a long train journey that includes a wait at Preston. I think the Government have banned smoking in public places, but I definitely detected cigarette smoke while I waited for my connecting train and I moved away from the source of the smell, keen to avoid triggers.
I step off the train, into a tiny station that has only one rail track. Out in the...
Fylde, Lancashire: a place of memories
Friday 17 August 2012
I arrive after a long train journey that includes a wait at Preston. I think the Government have banned smoking in public places, but I definitely detected cigarette smoke while I waited for my connecting train and I moved away from the source of the smell, keen to avoid triggers.
I step off the train, into a tiny station that has only one rail track. Out in the...
#childhood
#tobacco
#memories
#addiction
#determination
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again
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 4:39am
30th Jul 2021 4:39am
YOU ARE DONE of all fun
#lust
#memories
#sensual #passion
#sensual #passion
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Brandon
Soul Divide
Soul Divide
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 9:11pm
28th Jul 2021 9:11pm
Culled Wanting
Heard in grief a window opens and shuts
Woken up by this cause and effect.
Listening for a graphic display.
Another moment passes
I have no more glass classes.
Fragile still only to thrill the idea
I am not the one that needs something to smile about.
Problematic little me knows it's not true
Needing nothing anymore what a joke.
Death is surrounding my vicinity.
Opressing me.
Why does everything have to die?
Alas the world is its own weight.
These shoulders can relate for its a heavy thing.
Raising life to...
Woken up by this cause and effect.
Listening for a graphic display.
Another moment passes
I have no more glass classes.
Fragile still only to thrill the idea
I am not the one that needs something to smile about.
Problematic little me knows it's not true
Needing nothing anymore what a joke.
Death is surrounding my vicinity.
Opressing me.
Why does everything have to die?
Alas the world is its own weight.
These shoulders can relate for its a heavy thing.
Raising life to...
#sadness
#love
#parent #memories
#parent #memories
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Matilda19
Matilda
Matilda
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 8:21pm
28th Jul 2021 8:21pm
Eternal passages
If there is a world full of wonder, I am ready to see it,
And if the sky is full of thunder, will let that lightening hit me
So when my fire-burnt soul turns to ashes
Will touch the ground
Then my life and love, on a tree leave
Will give them sound
As the wind and Earth go round and around
And if the sky is full of thunder, will let that lightening hit me
So when my fire-burnt soul turns to ashes
Will touch the ground
Then my life and love, on a tree leave
Will give them sound
As the wind and Earth go round and around
#courage
#memories
#LifeGoals
#learning
#aging
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Keilani
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 3:00pm
28th Jul 2021 3:00pm
Haiku 9
rustling breeze
scatters withered leaves
old dreams remembered
scatters withered leaves
old dreams remembered
#memories
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 9:42am
28th Jul 2021 9:42am
Aspirations of Apathy
Nothing is real.
Nothing to feel.
I have been drunk with some crazies.
Far afield of what is acceptable,
At least I think so, how the hell should I know.
At the end of the night – Miasma.
My built Ford tough tolerance clear.
As the crazies do what they do.
One sings the same song in different variations.
The others laughed at heart break.
Traces of paradise possibly veil me.
I can certainly feel the singing.
Momentary thoughts open up in liquid portals.
My lunatic laugh stays in silence. ...
Nothing to feel.
I have been drunk with some crazies.
Far afield of what is acceptable,
At least I think so, how the hell should I know.
At the end of the night – Miasma.
My built Ford tough tolerance clear.
As the crazies do what they do.
One sings the same song in different variations.
The others laughed at heart break.
Traces of paradise possibly veil me.
I can certainly feel the singing.
Momentary thoughts open up in liquid portals.
My lunatic laugh stays in silence. ...
#sadness
#alcohol
#drugs
#memories
#apathy
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SpurnedbyPack
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 1:57am
28th Jul 2021 1:57am
I still remember you babygirl
Your long, thin, blond hair.
Your little sweet smile,
That barely showed the crooked front teeth
Your lightblue eyes so curious,
Always looked for adventure.
Your pointy little nose,
Always smelled to flowers and nature.
Your small hands always picking them up.
Mommy wasn’t happy about her foxgloves lay on the ground.
Your sensitive ears with too good a hearing,
I can’t deny where you learned to cuss.
Mommy was mad at me for so long,
Though I thought it sometimes was funny.
I made up for it by learning you to say “duck” and...
Your little sweet smile,
That barely showed the crooked front teeth
Your lightblue eyes so curious,
Always looked for adventure.
Your pointy little nose,
Always smelled to flowers and nature.
Your small hands always picking them up.
Mommy wasn’t happy about her foxgloves lay on the ground.
Your sensitive ears with too good a hearing,
I can’t deny where you learned to cuss.
Mommy was mad at me for so long,
Though I thought it sometimes was funny.
I made up for it by learning you to say “duck” and...
#memories
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 2:07am
27th Jul 2021 2:07am
Sewing Sanity
When I was nine my great grandma put a needle in my handles
She told me everyone should know these stitches
I watched her closely and mimiced her movements
Her hands moved gracefully in sheer spite of the arthritis
The needle reflecting the summer sunset from through the window
She'd tell me stories from Ireland and the bible
Fairytales and religion, about our family
All while she taught me how to sew
Sometimes it would be all of us there
All of us kids around the too small table
A massive pile of scrap fabric, spools, needles and such things ...
She told me everyone should know these stitches
I watched her closely and mimiced her movements
Her hands moved gracefully in sheer spite of the arthritis
The needle reflecting the summer sunset from through the window
She'd tell me stories from Ireland and the bible
Fairytales and religion, about our family
All while she taught me how to sew
Sometimes it would be all of us there
All of us kids around the too small table
A massive pile of scrap fabric, spools, needles and such things ...
#love
#grief
#memories
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
26th Jul 2021 9:35am
26th Jul 2021 9:35am
Layaway Havens
I deny myself the right to speak a void
No matter how well said the feeling
I won't lie to myself with honesty
Yet struggling I find
Meditating on an answer
I'm still learning how to give
I believe in a faith I'm learning to walk
Discipline my words to re-calibrate joy to confession
Taking inventory of all I've got to be thankful for
Versus the cost of keeping it
Till vanity proves, all but love is a lost cause
Yet all for love finds its purpose
When routine finds us spiraling up mountains
We thought we were merely...
No matter how well said the feeling
I won't lie to myself with honesty
Yet struggling I find
Meditating on an answer
I'm still learning how to give
I believe in a faith I'm learning to walk
Discipline my words to re-calibrate joy to confession
Taking inventory of all I've got to be thankful for
Versus the cost of keeping it
Till vanity proves, all but love is a lost cause
Yet all for love finds its purpose
When routine finds us spiraling up mountains
We thought we were merely...
#happiness
#love
#wife
#family
#memories
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 00:07am
25th Jul 2021 00:07am
14 Love Poems
14 Days of Valentines
Priceless Eyes – Poem 1
i was found
cast away and drowning in a sea of time
I missed you before we met
it took 29 years for my life to begin
as if my lungs never understood
the purpose of a breath
until I was breathing for you
as if we survive to sustain waiting
till life rewards the efforts of staying alive
I was no one till I was yours
and love gave me an identity
never seen till I was revealed in light of you
am I worth my weight in the way you look at me
as I live up to the...
Priceless Eyes – Poem 1
i was found
cast away and drowning in a sea of time
I missed you before we met
it took 29 years for my life to begin
as if my lungs never understood
the purpose of a breath
until I was breathing for you
as if we survive to sustain waiting
till life rewards the efforts of staying alive
I was no one till I was yours
and love gave me an identity
never seen till I was revealed in light of you
am I worth my weight in the way you look at me
as I live up to the...
#love
#wife
#family
#faith
#memories
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 7:21am
22nd Jul 2021 7:21am
Victoria’s Settlement
Victoria’s Settlement
When I check my mail in the lobby there is a note from a woman with whom I spent nights at the skating rink in my fairy tale past. We tied the knot until she felt I was more like a boyfriend than a husband due to my leisurely manner in breadwinner matters and my maxing the plastic to mail order from a lingerie catalog which both affected our credit and made her feel like a burlesque dancer when I asked her to parade around in them. I knew she was here in Denver but had tried to hide from her to protect my newfound monasticism. But the slip of...
When I check my mail in the lobby there is a note from a woman with whom I spent nights at the skating rink in my fairy tale past. We tied the knot until she felt I was more like a boyfriend than a husband due to my leisurely manner in breadwinner matters and my maxing the plastic to mail order from a lingerie catalog which both affected our credit and made her feel like a burlesque dancer when I asked her to parade around in them. I knew she was here in Denver but had tried to hide from her to protect my newfound monasticism. But the slip of...
#love
#romantic
#breakup
#memories
#nostalgia
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Dreamboy
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 00:22am
22nd Jul 2021 00:22am
Hatchet
No
we don't
want to build
a bridge.
We want to get
over it.
Climbing obstacles
is all that
growing is.
Becoming an adult
means living with
the shit we hate.
Stuff it down
deep
in the
holes
we dig.
With closed fists.
With closed fists
we will get over this.
Bury it
six feet down
forget all of it
Bury the bones
bury the witness.
Bury the bones.
Bury it all.
We are all victims.
Bury the bones.
Fill the hole.
Bury the hatchet....
we don't
want to build
a bridge.
We want to get
over it.
Climbing obstacles
is all that
growing is.
Becoming an adult
means living with
the shit we hate.
Stuff it down
deep
in the
holes
we dig.
With closed fists.
With closed fists
we will get over this.
Bury it
six feet down
forget all of it
Bury the bones
bury the witness.
Bury the bones.
Bury it all.
We are all victims.
Bury the bones.
Fill the hole.
Bury the hatchet....
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#memories #LifeChangingMoment
#memories #LifeChangingMoment
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