Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 3:17am
30th Apr 2023 3:17am
Ancient Memories: Redemption on Kestrel
#dark
#oppression
#universe
#memories
#redemption
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
29th Apr 2023 10:55pm
29th Apr 2023 10:55pm
photo memories
I save all my photos to the cloud
get a highlights reel every day
and I wonder if somewhere down the line
I'll forget the nuances
of people, places, and things
because the past looms too large
in my memory today
get a highlights reel every day
and I wonder if somewhere down the line
I'll forget the nuances
of people, places, and things
because the past looms too large
in my memory today
#identity
#memories
#LifeCycle
95 reads
12 Comments
russell_snow
Poem Published
27th Apr 2023 9:34pm
27th Apr 2023 9:34pm
The Tree Outside a Child's Window
My child is not even a year old
Playing on the floor with books
Not reading like you or I
Just flipping through the pages, obsessively
As I lie on the carpet nearby
Looking out the window with the curtains drawn
I see the Tree swaying slightly in a breeze
It has filled out over the years
with an abundance of branches and leaves
It was a sad and struggling sight early on
I didn't think it would make it through the winter freezes
Or the summer droughts
Boy, was I wrong
What I see now fills my heart with joy
I...
Playing on the floor with books
Not reading like you or I
Just flipping through the pages, obsessively
As I lie on the carpet nearby
Looking out the window with the curtains drawn
I see the Tree swaying slightly in a breeze
It has filled out over the years
with an abundance of branches and leaves
It was a sad and struggling sight early on
I didn't think it would make it through the winter freezes
Or the summer droughts
Boy, was I wrong
What I see now fills my heart with joy
I...
#childhood
#trees
#memories #fatherhood
#memories #fatherhood
4 reads
0 Comments
Baldwin
Poem Published
25th Apr 2023 5:46pm
25th Apr 2023 5:46pm
Song
I heard today some notes
that shaped the ending of my Oxford days
and wove themselves
within the memory of my last love.
And present time was banished for a while
as I was swept up in a wave
of thoughts and images
of a gilded Autumn long since past
when I was held amazed,
tongue-tied, heart flared,
by Gilly's gaze and Gilly's grace.
that shaped the ending of my Oxford days
and wove themselves
within the memory of my last love.
And present time was banished for a while
as I was swept up in a wave
of thoughts and images
of a gilded Autumn long since past
when I was held amazed,
tongue-tied, heart flared,
by Gilly's gaze and Gilly's grace.
#memories
63 reads
13 Comments
Ald
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2023 8:13am
23rd Apr 2023 8:13am
Ravinder Singh.
You killed a Jew my mother
Using a bullet.
Using a bullet.
#mother
#family
#memories
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a_piscean_dream
Tierra
Tierra
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2023 4:18am
23rd Apr 2023 4:18am
Poem #7: April '23 (The Beginning)
I put in my headphones
And let these Neo-soul lyrics tether me to my childhood home
Harmonies enter my ears and penetrate my bones
Washing dishes and
Happy dancing at the sink
Music is the temporal link
With no need to escape,
I scrub the dirt away and
Let my problems run down the drain
And let these Neo-soul lyrics tether me to my childhood home
Harmonies enter my ears and penetrate my bones
Washing dishes and
Happy dancing at the sink
Music is the temporal link
With no need to escape,
I scrub the dirt away and
Let my problems run down the drain
#music
#memories
#nostalgia
#meditation
#PersonalGrowth
58 reads
1 Comment
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
19th Apr 2023 4:59pm
19th Apr 2023 4:59pm
Remembering
Remember when life didn’t feel like a
task
When it didn’t feel like a never ending
chore
When the days were enjoyed and not
dreaded
When no worries crept in your soul
Do you remember your childhood home and playing in the yard
Do you remember staying out exploring until the peak of dusk
Illuminating our fort with the fireflies that we
caught
climbing high light of heavy fear
Maybe it is I
Or maybe it’s my age
Or maybe this strange society
Has crumbled and decayed ...
task
When it didn’t feel like a never ending
chore
When the days were enjoyed and not
dreaded
When no worries crept in your soul
Do you remember your childhood home and playing in the yard
Do you remember staying out exploring until the peak of dusk
Illuminating our fort with the fireflies that we
caught
climbing high light of heavy fear
Maybe it is I
Or maybe it’s my age
Or maybe this strange society
Has crumbled and decayed ...
#memories
96 reads
5 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
19th Apr 2023 3:09pm
19th Apr 2023 3:09pm
Dancing With Time
You took the picture as the sunshine looked our way.
We were getting ready,dressed like we will die some way.
We danced and talked as we confessed our sins.
I hoped you'd stay,but deep down you didn't feel that way,it seems.
We gave eachother valueable things.
And I confess, you used to appear in my daydreams.
And sometimes,even in our good night dreams.
When I saw you,my heart fluttered.
And I hoped this would never end.
But the years passed, and our ways started to bend.
I used to have a friend,and I don't.
I used to...
We were getting ready,dressed like we will die some way.
We danced and talked as we confessed our sins.
I hoped you'd stay,but deep down you didn't feel that way,it seems.
We gave eachother valueable things.
And I confess, you used to appear in my daydreams.
And sometimes,even in our good night dreams.
When I saw you,my heart fluttered.
And I hoped this would never end.
But the years passed, and our ways started to bend.
I used to have a friend,and I don't.
I used to...
#love
#memories
#nostalgia
57 reads
0 Comments
GreaterPeril
Poem Published
18th Apr 2023 2:36pm
18th Apr 2023 2:36pm
sunday
sunday, you smell like
a bridge over troubled water
on the way to church
southern son's and daughters
with long and lacy skirts
and lipsticked linen collars
gather round for grace
head home to hidden hollers
wrapped in your embrace
we pray on skinned-up knees
off behind the place
where the congregation meets
i know who to thank
and you know what i need
sunday best in heaps
on the floor where we had fallen
leaves scattered at your feet
brought by broken window breeze
so get dressed come on
sunday...
a bridge over troubled water
on the way to church
southern son's and daughters
with long and lacy skirts
and lipsticked linen collars
gather round for grace
head home to hidden hollers
wrapped in your embrace
we pray on skinned-up knees
off behind the place
where the congregation meets
i know who to thank
and you know what i need
sunday best in heaps
on the floor where we had fallen
leaves scattered at your feet
brought by broken window breeze
so get dressed come on
sunday...
#love
#lust
#confessional
#lover
#memories
81 reads
2 Comments
copingwithwords__
Poem Published
15th Apr 2023 11:13pm
15th Apr 2023 11:13pm
reach out to you
it really is a shame
that i want to reach out to you
again.
exposing myself,
catching myself thinking about you.
it won’t change a thing,
it won’t matter.
do you think about me
the way i think about you
or do you even ignore me in your head?
i miss you,
i fucking miss you.
that way, it feels like you
don’t deserve that.
and why would you?
you don’t need me,
and you choose to neglect what we had.
yes, i‘m humiliated and hurt -
and i’ll express that.
i‘m not afraid, and i’m starting to get ...
that i want to reach out to you
again.
exposing myself,
catching myself thinking about you.
it won’t change a thing,
it won’t matter.
do you think about me
the way i think about you
or do you even ignore me in your head?
i miss you,
i fucking miss you.
that way, it feels like you
don’t deserve that.
and why would you?
you don’t need me,
and you choose to neglect what we had.
yes, i‘m humiliated and hurt -
and i’ll express that.
i‘m not afraid, and i’m starting to get ...
#anger
#grief
#memories #denial
#memories #denial
118 reads
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jigg82
Poem Published
15th Apr 2023 2:55am
15th Apr 2023 2:55am
Color Tears/trust in your heart
COLOR TEARS.
Precious memories that I cry.
Fall from beyond my blue eyes.
From an endless starry sky.
Painting red below my feet.
Drying pitch black.
On the crackled concrete.
Now scuffing my toes while trying to fly
on the wings of many broken dreams.
Feeling like a basket case tumble weed.
Blowing weightless
from a white cold steady breeze.
Soaring into the dusty day.
Leaving the thoughts of my yesterday.
Into a new dawn of sunshine
Trying to find my way.
.Trust in your heart.
...
Precious memories that I cry.
Fall from beyond my blue eyes.
From an endless starry sky.
Painting red below my feet.
Drying pitch black.
On the crackled concrete.
Now scuffing my toes while trying to fly
on the wings of many broken dreams.
Feeling like a basket case tumble weed.
Blowing weightless
from a white cold steady breeze.
Soaring into the dusty day.
Leaving the thoughts of my yesterday.
Into a new dawn of sunshine
Trying to find my way.
.Trust in your heart.
...
#memories
154 reads
6 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
14th Apr 2023 00:44am
14th Apr 2023 00:44am
books and bed
I’m loth, of course, to recall, I was a child at the time, and time meant summer time, or else the rest of the year spent reading in bed, hating school and hanging out with imaginary friends, between the covers of both
#memories
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5 Comments
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