Long Poems About Memories
#memories
Long poems about memories. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Four for the Road
Four for the Road
I Walpi
Bruja voice of a thousand tears
Takes us to the sky born wheel
Where pueblo wonders through centuries
Upon flower mesa that blossoms love
For children of dusty walls
Whose cast iron dreams
Are a coal stove in a pottery room
With a lady of ancient designs
Whose smile is the murmuring sun
That glimmers through a veil of sand
When her ceramic children
With motifs as sacred as the land
Are too strange for homes of...
I Walpi
Bruja voice of a thousand tears
Takes us to the sky born wheel
Where pueblo wonders through centuries
Upon flower mesa that blossoms love
For children of dusty walls
Whose cast iron dreams
Are a coal stove in a pottery room
With a lady of ancient designs
Whose smile is the murmuring sun
That glimmers through a veil of sand
When her ceramic children
With motifs as sacred as the land
Are too strange for homes of...
#city
#desert
#memories
#spiritual
#travel
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Secrets - A Tense Conversation
We sit on the car park wall opposite Gordon's studio flat. The night air has a calming effect that leaves me exhausted, although perspiration continues to stream from my forehead and down my face, soaking my jumper and t-shirt. I take off my jacket, place it by my feet. Seeing this, Gordon gives a nervous laugh.
'Hey, peace man. No hard feelings. I hope you're not going to ask me to fight you.'
'No,' I say.
'That's good 'cos I don't fight mates.'
Tiny stars dance before my eyes. I feel dizzy, as if my blood pressure's dropped suddenly....
'Hey, peace man. No hard feelings. I hope you're not going to ask me to fight you.'
'No,' I say.
'That's good 'cos I don't fight mates.'
Tiny stars dance before my eyes. I feel dizzy, as if my blood pressure's dropped suddenly....
#friendship
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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Secrets - The Pub Evening
When he goes to the bar, I ring Mel. Her line's busy.
'Hey,' Gordon says when he comes back with the drinks. 'Get this down you.'
The din in the next room gets louder. Music blares from the jukebox. A group of girls in their early or mid-twenties stream into the room where we are sitting, with bottles of wine. They call out hello, then make their way back out to the main area of the pub, giggling among themselves. One of the girls turns round and blows a kiss at Gordon.
Gordon starts to say something, but I'm no longer listening, just...
'Hey,' Gordon says when he comes back with the drinks. 'Get this down you.'
The din in the next room gets louder. Music blares from the jukebox. A group of girls in their early or mid-twenties stream into the room where we are sitting, with bottles of wine. They call out hello, then make their way back out to the main area of the pub, giggling among themselves. One of the girls turns round and blows a kiss at Gordon.
Gordon starts to say something, but I'm no longer listening, just...
#conflict
#friendship
#memories
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memories are an imprecise form of time travel
#addiction
#hope
#LifeStruggles #memories
#LifeStruggles #memories
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It's another year in my life
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️. 111 It's here at this moment in my life with another year in my life, coming that I am truly grateful and thankful and blessed. To be able to see another day in my life. For tomorrow is a blessing for me, on my 66 birthday. 🎉🎂 For sure it's on this day I silently reflect upon my life, as I journey and travel and walk the last four years of my own life. FOR let's go back to 2002 when I had a spinal infusion and I was unable to walk, 😭 or stand on my own two feet alone. 😔 IT was that moment in...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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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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Back to Michigan
They say you can't go back...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
#death
#father
#grief #memories
#grief #memories
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A FINAL 24 HOURS WITH BOBBY MCGEE
-- Janis Joplin is my favorite singer, a big sexual fantasy and her song. "Me and Bobby McGee" is one of my favorites.
In the song: she and Bobby stop traveling together near Salinas. (Lord, I let him slip away. He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it. But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday to be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.)
Janis died at 27 just a few days after recording the song. No more tomorrows for her. Let's suppose HER WISH CAME TRUE and she was given a "single yesterday" with Bobby. So, here's a...
In the song: she and Bobby stop traveling together near Salinas. (Lord, I let him slip away. He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it. But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday to be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.)
Janis died at 27 just a few days after recording the song. No more tomorrows for her. Let's suppose HER WISH CAME TRUE and she was given a "single yesterday" with Bobby. So, here's a...
#love
#lover
#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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Secrets - The Contact
Yeah, I have a secret journal. Case notes relating to you. After the crowbar attack, Lana asked me to let the past go – which I did. Maybe not entirely, though. When Lana left during the summer, I created the secret journal, encrypting the content for privacy.
The visit to your mother has got me thinking again.
The police, the possibility that they didn't follow through a crucial lead (according to your mother), and my own involvement with the police as an adult when I did something that I suppose would be against the law – technically, at least.
...
The visit to your mother has got me thinking again.
The police, the possibility that they didn't follow through a crucial lead (according to your mother), and my own involvement with the police as an adult when I did something that I suppose would be against the law – technically, at least.
...
#memories
#mystery
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Jerk Off Girl
#memories
#sex
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Cousin Denise
#abuse
#dirty
#memories #sexy
#memories #sexy
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