Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Hymn to Lessons
I did not find her as treasure
never a graceful swan
never a butterfly
or moth or pretty wings
there are creatures born
unlike any other
woman with a nervous smile
red hair, soft wrists
I did not know it would be you
who brought me here
didn’t know about the scraps
we ate to keep each other close
how memory is the animal
that burrows itself in me
it wasn’t even that I wanted to
but I did want to
it was complicated
never a graceful swan
never a butterfly
or moth or pretty wings
there are creatures born
unlike any other
woman with a nervous smile
red hair, soft wrists
I did not know it would be you
who brought me here
didn’t know about the scraps
we ate to keep each other close
how memory is the animal
that burrows itself in me
it wasn’t even that I wanted to
but I did want to
it was complicated
#lesbian
#memories
#pagan
#SelfDiscovery
#women
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Wallyroo in Déjà vu
I pause for a second thinking it’s about to happen
It feels like I have been in this place before
I look around as my thoughts begin to slacken
Trying to retrieve something from the memory core
But it doesn’t take place, the verb just withdraws
As if by making myself aware of it I made it disappear
Then I run through endless recollections and flaws
Trying to will it into existence until I see it very clear
Was it a dream, a fantasy, a conversation once had?
Then I make a mad dash through the chambers of my mind
Was it some ghostly...
It feels like I have been in this place before
I look around as my thoughts begin to slacken
Trying to retrieve something from the memory core
But it doesn’t take place, the verb just withdraws
As if by making myself aware of it I made it disappear
Then I run through endless recollections and flaws
Trying to will it into existence until I see it very clear
Was it a dream, a fantasy, a conversation once had?
Then I make a mad dash through the chambers of my mind
Was it some ghostly...
#dreams
#funny
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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Sadness with a smile
As I held her hand tightly as they turned off the machines
Within 5 minutes she was gone
Her pain has ceased
and so has her life
Tears will be shed that she's passed on
Thinking of her life, gives me a reason to smile
Within 5 minutes she was gone
Her pain has ceased
and so has her life
Tears will be shed that she's passed on
Thinking of her life, gives me a reason to smile
#acceptance
#death
#illness
#LifeCycle
#memories
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Maybe it was Always Going to Come to This
Sitting outside the city jail
my newly colored curls
purple and pink
blowing in the breeze
mocking my stylists attempts
to tame them
while the geese peck at the ground
with a view of the river
where the sun will sink
into the horizon
There's a long story
about how I arrived
at this unexpected vantage point
one you might enjoy
and somewhere in the back of my mind
I can always conjure the sound
of your laughter
As the evening chill
reminds that these warmer days
are just a tease of weeks...
my newly colored curls
purple and pink
blowing in the breeze
mocking my stylists attempts
to tame them
while the geese peck at the ground
with a view of the river
where the sun will sink
into the horizon
There's a long story
about how I arrived
at this unexpected vantage point
one you might enjoy
and somewhere in the back of my mind
I can always conjure the sound
of your laughter
As the evening chill
reminds that these warmer days
are just a tease of weeks...
#friendship
#love
#memories #relationships
#memories #relationships
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Who am I?
Today my name is?
Damn, I'm really not certain
Deteriorate
Damn, I'm really not certain
Deteriorate
#haiku
#identity
#illness
#memories
#MentalHealth
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Two Blue Oceans
- Two Blue Oceans -
Memory One: Peace, Serenity, and Sorrow
I look into the distance, and I see the ancient days reflected,
Other worlds, other times, other ages now lost to all records.
I look within, I see the place that is most securely protected,
From within to beyond, to a paradise filled with songs of birds.
A singular oasis, where in other flesh we oft went to feel peace!
Those of my house knew not of our secret meetings, lost love.
Yet I oft did sneak away, to bask in the wonder of your company,
Beneath the moons of a world no eyes see...
Memory One: Peace, Serenity, and Sorrow
I look into the distance, and I see the ancient days reflected,
Other worlds, other times, other ages now lost to all records.
I look within, I see the place that is most securely protected,
From within to beyond, to a paradise filled with songs of birds.
A singular oasis, where in other flesh we oft went to feel peace!
Those of my house knew not of our secret meetings, lost love.
Yet I oft did sneak away, to bask in the wonder of your company,
Beneath the moons of a world no eyes see...
#death
#love
#memories
#rebirth
#war
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Distant Travels
As my mind reflects
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me that my time will expire
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me that my time will expire
#aliens
#identity
#memories
#scifi
#universe
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Memory Etchings
Today
I'm swinging outside
Feet touching clouds
Really living right
Days winding down
Wind's picking up
Leaves crying out
Trees bending away
Birds flying together
Chimes chiming loud
Hear everything stop
Skies growing green
Blinds, closing tight
Mom calling out
Arms waving 'Here'
Inside, running back
Siren's droning starts
TV's warning tone
Memory etching sounds
Upstairs, Rushing down
Cellar, huddling close
Makeshift bedding among
Armoire, hiding inside
Lights loosing life ...
I'm swinging outside
Feet touching clouds
Really living right
Days winding down
Wind's picking up
Leaves crying out
Trees bending away
Birds flying together
Chimes chiming loud
Hear everything stop
Skies growing green
Blinds, closing tight
Mom calling out
Arms waving 'Here'
Inside, running back
Siren's droning starts
TV's warning tone
Memory etching sounds
Upstairs, Rushing down
Cellar, huddling close
Makeshift bedding among
Armoire, hiding inside
Lights loosing life ...
#fear
#memories
#myself #NaPoWriMo2024
#myself #NaPoWriMo2024
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Untitled
Goodbye love
I will miss your warm embrace
Time to go
Ill keep the memory of your face
Ill think of you
bittersweet reminders
My soul breaks
I will miss your warm embrace
Time to go
Ill keep the memory of your face
Ill think of you
bittersweet reminders
My soul breaks
#breakup
#heartbroken
#memories
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How Wicca Led Me to Islam and Redemption: Part Two
- How Wicca Led Me to Islam and Redemption: Part Two -
At the end of my long life as Ishtar, when I was still going by the name of Ereshkigal, I retired from ruling over Kurnugia and left it in the care of Nergal whilst I went away to live with Lilith in her home by the shores of the Red Sea. Many times, the Anunnaki sent messengers to myself and to Lilith to get us to come back to them and every time we refused to do so. Eventually, despite my body being pretty much the latest model synthetic android designed to last for thousands of years... wear and tear, and a general lack of...
At the end of my long life as Ishtar, when I was still going by the name of Ereshkigal, I retired from ruling over Kurnugia and left it in the care of Nergal whilst I went away to live with Lilith in her home by the shores of the Red Sea. Many times, the Anunnaki sent messengers to myself and to Lilith to get us to come back to them and every time we refused to do so. Eventually, despite my body being pretty much the latest model synthetic android designed to last for thousands of years... wear and tear, and a general lack of...
#memories
#philosophical
#rebirth
#religion
#spiritual
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How Wicca Led Me to Islam and Redemption: Part One
- How Wicca Led Me to Islam and Redemption: Part One -
This is a work explaining how it was that I came to Islam from having been a Wiccan previously, and how it does not contradict... but rather enhances and expands upon... all of my previous beliefs. Likely, the best place to begin with, should always be the origination of things. And, for me, the start of all my spiritual undertakings was the year 1991, when I was seventeen years old. The year previous, sometime after the death of my first love Andrea, I was contacted by a girl named Lilith who physically was, to so look at...
This is a work explaining how it was that I came to Islam from having been a Wiccan previously, and how it does not contradict... but rather enhances and expands upon... all of my previous beliefs. Likely, the best place to begin with, should always be the origination of things. And, for me, the start of all my spiritual undertakings was the year 1991, when I was seventeen years old. The year previous, sometime after the death of my first love Andrea, I was contacted by a girl named Lilith who physically was, to so look at...
#memories
#philosophical
#rebirth
#religion
#spiritual
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Nostalgia
Memories suffocate my mind,
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.
Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.
Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
#memories
#nostalgia
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