Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:20am
Yesterday 10:20am
A sight I will never forget
A UPS truck ran into a telephone pole on the corner near my home
I was 10
Skinny freaked out, wild eyed and full of shit
The driver's head went through the windshield
Exploded on the telephone pole
Never occurred to me
The beauty of that scene
Blood, brains and all that milk
Everything ran down to the gutter
I ran down the hill observing the greying milk snake
My parents on the other hand were quite annoyed
The package they were expecting was destroyed!
I was 10
Skinny freaked out, wild eyed and full of shit
The driver's head went through the windshield
Exploded on the telephone pole
Never occurred to me
The beauty of that scene
Blood, brains and all that milk
Everything ran down to the gutter
I ran down the hill observing the greying milk snake
My parents on the other hand were quite annoyed
The package they were expecting was destroyed!
#cars
#childhood
#death
#horror
#memories
39 reads
3 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 10:19pm
2nd Dec 2024 10:19pm
Autumn of My Years
Autumn of My Years
Gold leaf tumbles down
In late November
Falls into to the home
Of Family Dinner
Turkey Bird of a Day
And Football mixed in
16 to 18 strong
Tucked into a Rowhouse
With eatin tables
For the children
Even when I grew up
Wanted to sit with them
Watching a Dolphin
Sitting in the Snow
Leon please don’t Lett
The Ball Go
Halftime Approaches
Now comes the best part
First one out the door
With a Pigskin on Palm
...
Gold leaf tumbles down
In late November
Falls into to the home
Of Family Dinner
Turkey Bird of a Day
And Football mixed in
16 to 18 strong
Tucked into a Rowhouse
With eatin tables
For the children
Even when I grew up
Wanted to sit with them
Watching a Dolphin
Sitting in the Snow
Leon please don’t Lett
The Ball Go
Halftime Approaches
Now comes the best part
First one out the door
With a Pigskin on Palm
...
#children
#emotions
#family
#love
#memories
27 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 7:33pm
2nd Dec 2024 7:33pm
That's All I Ask
If I could just hold you one last time
If I could just hear your voice again
Just to hear you say my name
Just to hold your hand as we watch the setting sun
The hands of the world reached out to you
But you were just somewhere else
We all tried to save you
But you were someone else
I want to cling to the old, familiar and the free
But when I reached for you it was no longer there for me
I can't remember a day when the news wasn't there
Knowing that your gone is our burden to bare
I only saw black that day
Will I ever...
If I could just hear your voice again
Just to hear you say my name
Just to hold your hand as we watch the setting sun
The hands of the world reached out to you
But you were just somewhere else
We all tried to save you
But you were someone else
I want to cling to the old, familiar and the free
But when I reached for you it was no longer there for me
I can't remember a day when the news wasn't there
Knowing that your gone is our burden to bare
I only saw black that day
Will I ever...
#grief
#heartbroken
#love
#memories
#sadness
42 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 00:48am
2nd Dec 2024 00:48am
Laughlin from the Sky
A sudden land blaze
Where am I?
The sky is honest
The land tells lies.
So many patchwork quilts
Neat human geometry
the higher you go.
45 minutes from Phoenix
a small crop of flashing signs below,
a river behind them.
I'm always guessing in the air
Where am I?
But I'm fairly certain i know this: Laughlin, Nevada
A weekend...what?
Fourteen years ago?
I want to start parsing that weekend
Neat cognitive geometry
Remembering this
Selectively forgetting that. ...
Where am I?
The sky is honest
The land tells lies.
So many patchwork quilts
Neat human geometry
the higher you go.
45 minutes from Phoenix
a small crop of flashing signs below,
a river behind them.
I'm always guessing in the air
Where am I?
But I'm fairly certain i know this: Laughlin, Nevada
A weekend...what?
Fourteen years ago?
I want to start parsing that weekend
Neat cognitive geometry
Remembering this
Selectively forgetting that. ...
#lust
#memories
#travel
61 reads
5 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 9:04pm
1st Dec 2024 9:04pm
Mid six week summer break
I wake, early,
to the dawn chorus coda, an oriole calling as a flute,
while I lay on my pillow,
an ivory mountain.
It’s August, middle of the six week schooling break,
and the day’s horizon shimmer beckons with sweet breath.
I follow the stream, where Kingfishers glide,
and dragonflies ply the sparkling water lanes.
to the dawn chorus coda, an oriole calling as a flute,
while I lay on my pillow,
an ivory mountain.
It’s August, middle of the six week schooling break,
and the day’s horizon shimmer beckons with sweet breath.
I follow the stream, where Kingfishers glide,
and dragonflies ply the sparkling water lanes.
#memories
#nostalgia
#school #summer
#school #summer
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oldmanG
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 7:38am
27th Nov 2024 7:38am
Cell Phone
cell phone
Walk around think I know it all
If I don’t I’ll look it up
Parents know nothing
Tell me what to do
God forbid say the wrong thing
Child chastising
Knowing in a piece of technology
Know nothing about being real
Pick em up put em in
Phone is out as soon as she’s in
Silence in the chamber
She saw something she wanted
Syllables leave her tongue
Don’t know who she is
Stranger in my life
How is this that
Walk with her pick a flower
Now she runs...
Walk around think I know it all
If I don’t I’ll look it up
Parents know nothing
Tell me what to do
God forbid say the wrong thing
Child chastising
Knowing in a piece of technology
Know nothing about being real
Pick em up put em in
Phone is out as soon as she’s in
Silence in the chamber
She saw something she wanted
Syllables leave her tongue
Don’t know who she is
Stranger in my life
How is this that
Walk with her pick a flower
Now she runs...
#daughter
#emptiness
#father
#love
#memories
61 reads
7 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 3:27pm
25th Nov 2024 3:27pm
Between Points
I lived my whole life under a canopy of sickly clouds
mirroring the clogged earth
with no bearing to my place between them
Until I found the wilderness
and saw the stars for the first time
stood astonished, palms upright as if to say
“more”
you were written between points of the constellations
covering the distance of Ara the Altar
cosmic scripture that rained truths
and myths
and belief
on the crown of my hollow head
What would I have to do to make home here
I cannot go back to where there is no sky
mirroring the clogged earth
with no bearing to my place between them
Until I found the wilderness
and saw the stars for the first time
stood astonished, palms upright as if to say
“more”
you were written between points of the constellations
covering the distance of Ara the Altar
cosmic scripture that rained truths
and myths
and belief
on the crown of my hollow head
What would I have to do to make home here
I cannot go back to where there is no sky
#FallingInLove
#learning
#love
#memories
#spiritual
98 reads
5 Comments
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 10:00am
23rd Nov 2024 10:00am
Slow Jams
What happened to Jimmy Hendrix?
What happened to Genuine?
What happened to back in the day where love songs played like "Bump and Grind"?
What happened to 112 "Let's get married" or "Let's get up on a room"?
What happen to the real slow jams that made me want to make love to you.
What happened to Maxwell, Escape, 702?
What happened to Color Me Bad, Mint Condition or "Knockin Da Boots"?
Give me some Soul For Real or All For One.
Take me back when laying you down in bed was just for fun.
Bring me...
What happened to Genuine?
What happened to back in the day where love songs played like "Bump and Grind"?
What happened to 112 "Let's get married" or "Let's get up on a room"?
What happen to the real slow jams that made me want to make love to you.
What happened to Maxwell, Escape, 702?
What happened to Color Me Bad, Mint Condition or "Knockin Da Boots"?
Give me some Soul For Real or All For One.
Take me back when laying you down in bed was just for fun.
Bring me...
#historical
#IMissYou
#love
#memories
#music
65 reads
1 Comment
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 3:30am
22nd Nov 2024 3:30am
A Journey to Gehenna and Back Again
#dark
#death
#hell
#memories
#spiritual
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I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 6:21am
21st Nov 2024 6:21am
Sanctuary
These white halls of pure light essence;
All doors lead the same.
For my resolve, your evanescence does flicker.
Marbled slave irony.
The rain drop falls in sweetened silence until the peace breaks the puddles ripped violence.
Oh dear finality,
My sanctuary.
Outside the world is so cold.
And whiter then home.
The bite makes bitter and the cold fights sinners in justice trials and won.
I want to be warm forever, shield me in your ever dream filled arms;
Never let me flee the white and red halls and quiet hushed calms.
I...
All doors lead the same.
For my resolve, your evanescence does flicker.
Marbled slave irony.
The rain drop falls in sweetened silence until the peace breaks the puddles ripped violence.
Oh dear finality,
My sanctuary.
Outside the world is so cold.
And whiter then home.
The bite makes bitter and the cold fights sinners in justice trials and won.
I want to be warm forever, shield me in your ever dream filled arms;
Never let me flee the white and red halls and quiet hushed calms.
I...
#memories
#peace
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 00:55am
20th Nov 2024 00:55am
songs of loss and innocence
they play forever in your head
the temples expanding
as all our bodies age
and store up memories
until they die
and all that loss and innocence
flies out and impregnates the air
the temples of our thoughts
and feelings fall apart
the temples expanding
as all our bodies age
and store up memories
until they die
and all that loss and innocence
flies out and impregnates the air
the temples of our thoughts
and feelings fall apart
#death
#LifeCycle
#memories #spiritual
#memories #spiritual
57 reads
1 Comment
SeaCat
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 11:51pm
19th Nov 2024 11:51pm
Alien
It’s a seed sprouting,
a cold plant, spreading like a misty
forget-me-not.
When the familiar becomes thin, veiled
without colour or substance.
Far-off, disconnected,
as if I had been transported, between
blinks, to a pale Andromedean planet
with unfathomable languages and unrecognisable shapes.
The grass is green, but
not. The sky is blue, but not. The sun shines hot
but with a stony face.
Everything orbits a glowing abyss ,
and distant events and...
a cold plant, spreading like a misty
forget-me-not.
When the familiar becomes thin, veiled
without colour or substance.
Far-off, disconnected,
as if I had been transported, between
blinks, to a pale Andromedean planet
with unfathomable languages and unrecognisable shapes.
The grass is green, but
not. The sky is blue, but not. The sun shines hot
but with a stony face.
Everything orbits a glowing abyss ,
and distant events and...
#bittersweet
#memories
#nostalgia #separation
#nostalgia #separation
55 reads
6 Comments
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