Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
No one Here (The Reaper…sows)
No one here (The Reaper…sows)
No one here gets out alive
As hard as we try
We all pay the toll
Hopefully there is an other side
But we can’t escape time
Time doesn’t spare anybody
Even one as smart as me
Though I’m a dummy
I can’t escape from Grim
He reaps what he sows
He reaps what he sows
Reaper sits in
On our family gathering
Hope he picks me
And not someone I really love
He reaps what he knows
He reaps and sows
But he don’t feel pity
And he’ll...
No one here gets out alive
As hard as we try
We all pay the toll
Hopefully there is an other side
But we can’t escape time
Time doesn’t spare anybody
Even one as smart as me
Though I’m a dummy
I can’t escape from Grim
He reaps what he sows
He reaps what he sows
Reaper sits in
On our family gathering
Hope he picks me
And not someone I really love
He reaps what he knows
He reaps and sows
But he don’t feel pity
And he’ll...
#death
#family
#memories
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Katrina
We spent a lifetime apart,
But I knew right from the second start,
That you have an important piece of me.
Like a blast from the past,
I smiled and you laughed.
I wasn’t expecting that we’d ever meet.
I smoked your memory away.
Thought I’d gone for the grave,
But then you recognized.
I saw it in your eyes,
No word of a lie,
It could be written on the horoscope page.
Is our future without?
My heart is taken, no doubt,
Yet we...
But I knew right from the second start,
That you have an important piece of me.
Like a blast from the past,
I smiled and you laughed.
I wasn’t expecting that we’d ever meet.
I smoked your memory away.
Thought I’d gone for the grave,
But then you recognized.
I saw it in your eyes,
No word of a lie,
It could be written on the horoscope page.
Is our future without?
My heart is taken, no doubt,
Yet we...
#love
#memories
#school
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Still Bleeding Blue
I remember it was some time in the fall
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
#memories
#sports
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Milestones
Surrounded in vibrant sharp beauty
to checkpoint the unknown
Survived experiences devoured
that could’ve sever hip bone
In jungle thorns of life
machete swung at carnivorous dense thicket
Would be insane to run the same path
and more a fool to twice pick it
Resilient in conviction I beat trails
to pave thin fragile success
Fought demons at trials in my wake
asleep woke sweat grapple in stress
Stick a [milestone] at this juncture
to save repeat of heredity queue
S.O.S. walking tight circles to arrive
in...
to checkpoint the unknown
Survived experiences devoured
that could’ve sever hip bone
In jungle thorns of life
machete swung at carnivorous dense thicket
Would be insane to run the same path
and more a fool to twice pick it
Resilient in conviction I beat trails
to pave thin fragile success
Fought demons at trials in my wake
asleep woke sweat grapple in stress
Stick a [milestone] at this juncture
to save repeat of heredity queue
S.O.S. walking tight circles to arrive
in...
#choices
#LifeChangingMoment
#memories
#TruthOfLife
#uplifting
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Dreams, Streams & Waterfalls
This life has had it's way
This place has had its way with me
This loss that burns so cold
Won't back down it will never go away
These dying breaths are fading now
Seems like breathing has lost its charm
That flame i once felt inside
Seems the glow finally died
The memories i had of you
And the place where we ran through
Streams and waterfalls
The memories are fading now
Just like the strength that carried us through
Dreams and waterfalls
Is this what it will come to?
A drowning pool of hopeless...
This place has had its way with me
This loss that burns so cold
Won't back down it will never go away
These dying breaths are fading now
Seems like breathing has lost its charm
That flame i once felt inside
Seems the glow finally died
The memories i had of you
And the place where we ran through
Streams and waterfalls
The memories are fading now
Just like the strength that carried us through
Dreams and waterfalls
Is this what it will come to?
A drowning pool of hopeless...
#death
#love
#memories
#regret
#relationships
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I Can’t Remember
I Can’t remember
Can’t remember
Walk in a room what for
I don’t know as the day begins anew
Can’t remember when I started to forget
Cobwebs on my brain
Try to brush them off
I can’t remember
Say to myself check it out
Get on my phone to look it up
Who am I why am I here
Can’t remember when
And I’ve got cobwebs on the cranium
I can’t remember when I
Started to forget
Blank pages in my mind
Sit and stew but the key is simple
Think about something else ...
Can’t remember
Walk in a room what for
I don’t know as the day begins anew
Can’t remember when I started to forget
Cobwebs on my brain
Try to brush them off
I can’t remember
Say to myself check it out
Get on my phone to look it up
Who am I why am I here
Can’t remember when
And I’ve got cobwebs on the cranium
I can’t remember when I
Started to forget
Blank pages in my mind
Sit and stew but the key is simple
Think about something else ...
#aging
#memories
#nostalgia #patience
#nostalgia #patience
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Save Me
I dreamt that you were six years old again
Yet somehow, I knew it was a dream
Subconsciously I was aware of our current time and place
But it didn’t matter
I was going to enjoy this little journey
You took my hand
Led me to the living room with all the toys
I sat with you
I hugged you
Your little face lit
Your bright smile
You spoke to me
I was happy in all the details of your face
Your innocence
I miss you being that little
I miss you all being that small
I held back my tears
Time has...
Yet somehow, I knew it was a dream
Subconsciously I was aware of our current time and place
But it didn’t matter
I was going to enjoy this little journey
You took my hand
Led me to the living room with all the toys
I sat with you
I hugged you
Your little face lit
Your bright smile
You spoke to me
I was happy in all the details of your face
Your innocence
I miss you being that little
I miss you all being that small
I held back my tears
Time has...
#Autism
#children
#memories
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ONE HEART (II)-(newly revised, much longer, expanded revision)
ONE HEART
BROKE SLOWLY
LIKE FALLING LEAVES
THE OTHER
SHOOK COLDLY
YET CLUNG
TO THE TREE
HERE LATE
IN THE SEASON
OF THEIR
NATURAL FALL
WITH WINTER S
DEEP CLOSURE ...
BROKE SLOWLY
LIKE FALLING LEAVES
THE OTHER
SHOOK COLDLY
YET CLUNG
TO THE TREE
HERE LATE
IN THE SEASON
OF THEIR
NATURAL FALL
WITH WINTER S
DEEP CLOSURE ...
#fall
#LifeCycle
#memories
#SelfReflection
#winter
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who I am
bought an harmonica
reminds me of when I was young
can’t play it now
couldn’t play it then!
which is why it reminds me
of when I was young ..
reminds me of when I was young
can’t play it now
couldn’t play it then!
which is why it reminds me
of when I was young ..
#memories
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The Spectral Window
I don’t believe in ghosts,
but once when I was just fifteen
I walked into an empty room
inside my mother’s flat,
a room that was large and empty
and filled with odds and ends,
an old round table here,
a clothes horse there…
and through the curtainless window
the moonlight shone and started me.
So it was nothing much at all,
but in that moment I did not
believe in ghosts and yet
was scared of them.
but once when I was just fifteen
I walked into an empty room
inside my mother’s flat,
a room that was large and empty
and filled with odds and ends,
an old round table here,
a clothes horse there…
and through the curtainless window
the moonlight shone and started me.
So it was nothing much at all,
but in that moment I did not
believe in ghosts and yet
was scared of them.
#childhood
#ghosts
#memories #mother
#memories #mother
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...down Time
I could see every note
Every rudiment down to the last beat
Sticks bouncing smoothly on the snare
As I marked time with my feet
I remember bullets whizzing by
Amid vociferous explosions and screams
A deafening quiet for a second
When soldiers saw me running in the street
I still recall the loud thunder
When lightning hit that tree behind our home
Me, sprinting fast and scared
Feeling a chill down to my bones
But now when I run, I hear my breath
With a steady rhythm in my mind
Every pulse perfectly played ...
Every rudiment down to the last beat
Sticks bouncing smoothly on the snare
As I marked time with my feet
I remember bullets whizzing by
Amid vociferous explosions and screams
A deafening quiet for a second
When soldiers saw me running in the street
I still recall the loud thunder
When lightning hit that tree behind our home
Me, sprinting fast and scared
Feeling a chill down to my bones
But now when I run, I hear my breath
With a steady rhythm in my mind
Every pulse perfectly played ...
#escape
#memories
#music
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Holes in my mind
Holes in my mind
Drops in my mind
Fall away all the time
Pick up the ledger
Leave it behind
Searing memories I can’t define
Things left sitting
Lost on the plate
Conscientiousness knowing
But I can’t depart
Have to defend
And let my seed know
Won’t leave anymore
Frazzled strips of my mind
Put together like a puzzle
These drops in my mind
Fade away with time
Lightning strikes
On the horizon
But not in my temple
All the time
Can’t lose...
Drops in my mind
Fall away all the time
Pick up the ledger
Leave it behind
Searing memories I can’t define
Things left sitting
Lost on the plate
Conscientiousness knowing
But I can’t depart
Have to defend
And let my seed know
Won’t leave anymore
Frazzled strips of my mind
Put together like a puzzle
These drops in my mind
Fade away with time
Lightning strikes
On the horizon
But not in my temple
All the time
Can’t lose...
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#memories #SelfWorth
#memories #SelfWorth
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DU Poetry : Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique