Poems About Memories Seeking Friendly Advice
#memories
Poems about memories seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Chocolate Persuasion
Is it wrong
I think of that goodness
inside of you
drips like caramel
upon this tongue
the deeper I get?
See, I can rarely resist
the chocolate persuasion
that vibrates this body
in longing and appreciation
A feast not only for eyes
and between thighs
but deviations of mind
that lead to such highs
Coaxed to excitement
drawing from me
and these bundle of nerves
to a firm point
directed for you
That caramel pocket
coated just right,
easing the push
but holding...
I think of that goodness
inside of you
drips like caramel
upon this tongue
the deeper I get?
See, I can rarely resist
the chocolate persuasion
that vibrates this body
in longing and appreciation
A feast not only for eyes
and between thighs
but deviations of mind
that lead to such highs
Coaxed to excitement
drawing from me
and these bundle of nerves
to a firm point
directed for you
That caramel pocket
coated just right,
easing the push
but holding...
#lover
#lust
#memories #sexy
#memories #sexy
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Loney Echo
Shadow of a farewell silhouette
fading to a lonely echo
lingering near
of pale memories, exhaling
with a final goodbye
leaving only a ghostly tear
in the hush of twilight
haunting soft and deep
of a moon shaded down
of the love we know
a story half told
embracing a final sigh
with a silent plea
and a pill of amnesia
fading to a lonely echo
fading to a lonely echo
lingering near
of pale memories, exhaling
with a final goodbye
leaving only a ghostly tear
in the hush of twilight
haunting soft and deep
of a moon shaded down
of the love we know
a story half told
embracing a final sigh
with a silent plea
and a pill of amnesia
fading to a lonely echo
#love
#memories
#philosophical
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Secrets - The Pub Evening (1)
After supper, I make the journey to Gordon's, reaching Burrington at around eight thirty. I park by an apartment block opposite the town's main car park, near the river. Gordon lives in a first floor studio flat, he told me yesterday on the phone. I press the buzzer.
'Hey, Al,' he says, grinning back at me when he appears in the ground floor lobby, more padded out than the last time we met. His hair's shorter and the blue t-shirt he has on shows off loads of muscle, more than before. His eyes are smiling too. I get the feeling he's dying to throw a punch at me just...
'Hey, Al,' he says, grinning back at me when he appears in the ground floor lobby, more padded out than the last time we met. His hair's shorter and the blue t-shirt he has on shows off loads of muscle, more than before. His eyes are smiling too. I get the feeling he's dying to throw a punch at me just...
#conflict
#friendship
#memories
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Secrets - Disagreement
What's up?' Mel says as I make a start of the supper. 'Is it about that bloke downstairs offering to teach Robert the harmonica?'
She's chosen her moment well. Robert's in the shower. 'Well,' I say. 'You saw how he was with Freddy.'
'He was just intrigued, that's all.'
'Yeah, I know. But I'm his dad.'
'Yes, and you’re a good dad.'
'Really?'
'Course you are.'
'Look, he doesn't speak to me. He blanks me all the time.'
'Me too,' Mel says. 'Listen, I've been thinking about it a lot...
She's chosen her moment well. Robert's in the shower. 'Well,' I say. 'You saw how he was with Freddy.'
'He was just intrigued, that's all.'
'Yeah, I know. But I'm his dad.'
'Yes, and you’re a good dad.'
'Really?'
'Course you are.'
'Look, he doesn't speak to me. He blanks me all the time.'
'Me too,' Mel says. 'Listen, I've been thinking about it a lot...
#childhood
#family
#memories
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Amusement Of Mind
There is no rush, my love
we've defied time and space
more than a few times
sometimes lost
and then found
in a sweet rhyme
And oh, how we've inspired
the amusements of mind
pushing in,
pulling out
pleasures spilled
on the rewind
I've been a problem to myself
always a creature of doubt
instead of enjoying
what is offered
to provide a smile
not a pout
I don't take it lightly,
but I know I must chill
and plunge myself
in the stamina
and push myself...
we've defied time and space
more than a few times
sometimes lost
and then found
in a sweet rhyme
And oh, how we've inspired
the amusements of mind
pushing in,
pulling out
pleasures spilled
on the rewind
I've been a problem to myself
always a creature of doubt
instead of enjoying
what is offered
to provide a smile
not a pout
I don't take it lightly,
but I know I must chill
and plunge myself
in the stamina
and push myself...
#admiration
#crush
#memories
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Hope In Brooklyn
Sigh
It is simply amazing how
This weekend has left me so weakened
Girlie is still hazed from those Brooklyn days and
Those hard driven nights
I remembered him
Whispering how tight I was as he curved
Down my cervix
Demanding more service
God!!!
He was so full of aggression and affection
I loved he way he harmonized me
Like his favorite instrument hidden underneath his bed
Pulled out only for moments like this
Mmmmm
The man strummed me, hummed the hedonistic...
It is simply amazing how
This weekend has left me so weakened
Girlie is still hazed from those Brooklyn days and
Those hard driven nights
I remembered him
Whispering how tight I was as he curved
Down my cervix
Demanding more service
God!!!
He was so full of aggression and affection
I loved he way he harmonized me
Like his favorite instrument hidden underneath his bed
Pulled out only for moments like this
Mmmmm
The man strummed me, hummed the hedonistic...
#gratitude
#lover
#memories
#sex
#summer
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Bring you back home
Dreamed 'bout you last night
Beauty bowed at your feet
Angels looked at you with envy
God's masterpiece personified
We had time on our side
Living free without a care
No future to think and plan for
No burdens to bare
I held you in the cool autumn nights
Sitting in the back of my truck
Wondering what I did
To deserve such luck
We danced through golden fields
Barefoot we waded in the creek
Both waiting for the other
To say how we truly felt
But time betrayed us ...
Beauty bowed at your feet
Angels looked at you with envy
God's masterpiece personified
We had time on our side
Living free without a care
No future to think and plan for
No burdens to bare
I held you in the cool autumn nights
Sitting in the back of my truck
Wondering what I did
To deserve such luck
We danced through golden fields
Barefoot we waded in the creek
Both waiting for the other
To say how we truly felt
But time betrayed us ...
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#memories
#nostalgia
#sadness
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Pink Floyd was right all along
Her name is Eudoxia
a Franciscan nun
Sisters of charity
or of the incarnated word
her Goetia commands
serpentine ways
we would stand carefully paired
in straight blocks
at each start
we didnt wear uniforms
though silenced by
authorities
one foot out
a single cough
and she would twist
an ear
iron clatter
keys rattling
teeth chatter
behold each lower ladder
one step back
forward
hold your chin up
chalk upon a blackboard ...
a Franciscan nun
Sisters of charity
or of the incarnated word
her Goetia commands
serpentine ways
we would stand carefully paired
in straight blocks
at each start
we didnt wear uniforms
though silenced by
authorities
one foot out
a single cough
and she would twist
an ear
iron clatter
keys rattling
teeth chatter
behold each lower ladder
one step back
forward
hold your chin up
chalk upon a blackboard ...
#children
#memories
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Frozen
pathway halfway to Eden
strewn by photographs love sown
on tracks half hidden
by memories still so vibrant
hurts and scabs on hearts
picked clean to bleed again
if only to realise it hurts
just as much as when it begun
the year is almost over my dear
our seventh book completed
I pushed the wheelbarrow
and wrote the book
strewn by photographs love sown
on tracks half hidden
by memories still so vibrant
hurts and scabs on hearts
picked clean to bleed again
if only to realise it hurts
just as much as when it begun
the year is almost over my dear
our seventh book completed
I pushed the wheelbarrow
and wrote the book
#love
#memories
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salt water roads (2022)
These roads hold more weight
than they should
drenched in salt and fear
and daytime panic attacks
Purgatory leaves me breathless
I don't belong here
I shouldn't be here
I don't want to be here
But home isn't four walls
and solid ground
it takes more than that
to make a home
I am by definition homeless
I'm a life shoved into too many bags
I'm a heart that beats for yesterdays
I'm what fate hasn't decided what to do with
These roads become familiar
the map burns itself...
than they should
drenched in salt and fear
and daytime panic attacks
Purgatory leaves me breathless
I don't belong here
I shouldn't be here
I don't want to be here
But home isn't four walls
and solid ground
it takes more than that
to make a home
I am by definition homeless
I'm a life shoved into too many bags
I'm a heart that beats for yesterdays
I'm what fate hasn't decided what to do with
These roads become familiar
the map burns itself...
#homelessness
#LifeStruggles
#memories
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The hunters Moon
I walked out late at night.
The moon was shining so so bright.
I thought to myself .....Life !
There's no rhyme or reason to it all.
Just a lovely feeling & a lovely sight.
Just looking at a moon so big n bright.
Viewing natures awe and wonder.
A chance to Just stop and stare.
Cares of the world fade away.
When moments of bliss occurs.
To feel contented and at peace.
Later that day in a pub having a quiet pint.
I met a fella I've never met before.
Only heard of him a...
The moon was shining so so bright.
I thought to myself .....Life !
There's no rhyme or reason to it all.
Just a lovely feeling & a lovely sight.
Just looking at a moon so big n bright.
Viewing natures awe and wonder.
A chance to Just stop and stare.
Cares of the world fade away.
When moments of bliss occurs.
To feel contented and at peace.
Later that day in a pub having a quiet pint.
I met a fella I've never met before.
Only heard of him a...
#emotional
#friendship
#memories #moon
#memories #moon
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Under The Spell Of Sweet Memory
In memory,
I reminisce
I even feel
that fevered kiss
Scents and sensations,
The Beach Boys sang
of "Good Vibrations"
You never failed
to have me swollen,
deep inside
the lava flowin'
I think
how naughty we've been,
and I feel a rise
and that knowing grin
A call to be returned
to that scared heat
where passion burns
But not before my taste
can be appeased
beyond that lace
You can see
the effect you have,
to feel me stir
and want...
I reminisce
I even feel
that fevered kiss
Scents and sensations,
The Beach Boys sang
of "Good Vibrations"
You never failed
to have me swollen,
deep inside
the lava flowin'
I think
how naughty we've been,
and I feel a rise
and that knowing grin
A call to be returned
to that scared heat
where passion burns
But not before my taste
can be appeased
beyond that lace
You can see
the effect you have,
to feel me stir
and want...
#dreams
#erotic
#memories #passion
#memories #passion
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DU Poetry : Poems About Memories Seeking Friendly Advice