Poems About Memories by Top Critiquers
#memories
Poems about memories by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 3:03am
3rd Nov 2024 3:03am
The Modelos are Nice and Cold
My pops always seemed to be the life of the party
A strong booming voice that could fill the room
He had a hardy laugh like he heard the funniest thing
And he could drink hard like he was in a saloon
And when the cumbias came on the speakers
He’d hit the floor and dance like nobody’s business
He’d have fun because he loved the ambiance
From birthdays and picnics all the way to Christmas
At the stadium we would sit and drink in the stands
He’d tell me stories when he used to play the game
There was a sense of mystery...
A strong booming voice that could fill the room
He had a hardy laugh like he heard the funniest thing
And he could drink hard like he was in a saloon
And when the cumbias came on the speakers
He’d hit the floor and dance like nobody’s business
He’d have fun because he loved the ambiance
From birthdays and picnics all the way to Christmas
At the stadium we would sit and drink in the stands
He’d tell me stories when he used to play the game
There was a sense of mystery...
#family
#father
#memories
110 reads
6 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
5th Jan 2021 6:37am
5th Jan 2021 6:37am
El Greco!
Was not the name of this diner.
I don’t recall its name anymore.
It was torn down over twenty years ago.
Strangely-
given its prime real estate locale,
nothing has been built in its place.
What’s left are open space memories by those of us who frequented it in its hey day.
I remember its dark faux paneled walls. The fake Corinthian leather seats that made your thighs sweat in summer. Chipped linoleum table tops always sticky from who knows what.
If the cigarette smell didn’t offend you, the sour smell of drunken...
I don’t recall its name anymore.
It was torn down over twenty years ago.
Strangely-
given its prime real estate locale,
nothing has been built in its place.
What’s left are open space memories by those of us who frequented it in its hey day.
I remember its dark faux paneled walls. The fake Corinthian leather seats that made your thighs sweat in summer. Chipped linoleum table tops always sticky from who knows what.
If the cigarette smell didn’t offend you, the sour smell of drunken...
#friendship
#memories
928 reads
38 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
Memory of death
Once sanctuary.
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
#death
#memories
#sadness
120 reads
8 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
12th May 2021 3:45pm
12th May 2021 3:45pm
‘0’ ppm memory armies.. of an invalidish resurgence
pure breezing midnight airs
feels a fresh lease of chillaxing
generous waving in curvy turns
of a gracing unasked heaven
in its outpour ozone stream..
that’s now in a domineering
chemical infiltration.. from the many
ghostly demarcating white danger
zones zeroing in :: knifing in
pungent chlorine, the so~ pandemic
repellent airs.. from the panicky
knocking in, the affected
neighborhood adjacencies
more acrid than this
is the sinking in lumpsome
difficulty.. those
read words of a broken...
feels a fresh lease of chillaxing
generous waving in curvy turns
of a gracing unasked heaven
in its outpour ozone stream..
that’s now in a domineering
chemical infiltration.. from the many
ghostly demarcating white danger
zones zeroing in :: knifing in
pungent chlorine, the so~ pandemic
repellent airs.. from the panicky
knocking in, the affected
neighborhood adjacencies
more acrid than this
is the sinking in lumpsome
difficulty.. those
read words of a broken...
#love
#relationships
#faith
#memories
#pandemic
440 reads
6 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
12th Nov 2023 6:37pm
12th Nov 2023 6:37pm
Inheritance (Daydreamer)
I inherited the best part of my father;
The heart of a dreamer
Those who do not dream
when awake, and aware
can never understand
how we justify a day
of "doing nothing"
They do not see the results
of how our hearts are lifted
Or the difference in our eyes
when we perceive things
a little higher
on our spectrum
They don't see where we went today;
Back in time, or forward
Nor can they comprehend
what we've done
to fix the things in our pasts ...
The heart of a dreamer
Those who do not dream
when awake, and aware
can never understand
how we justify a day
of "doing nothing"
They do not see the results
of how our hearts are lifted
Or the difference in our eyes
when we perceive things
a little higher
on our spectrum
They don't see where we went today;
Back in time, or forward
Nor can they comprehend
what we've done
to fix the things in our pasts ...
#father
#memories
387 reads
18 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 1:30pm
14th Nov 2024 1:30pm
The Truth Fairy
Under the pillow, a tooth was placed.
A child waiting, all snug in haste.
But a different fairy, with wings so bright,
slipped into the room in the middle of the night.
Not the Tooth Fairy with glitter and cheer
but the Truth Fairy, solemn and near.
With a sigh, she whispered, “It’s time to reveal
the secrets and truths that life may conceal.”
In dreams the child was gently led
to scenes of truth, both hoped and dread.
A mirror showed friends who might betray
and promises broken along the way.
Eyes...
A child waiting, all snug in haste.
But a different fairy, with wings so bright,
slipped into the room in the middle of the night.
Not the Tooth Fairy with glitter and cheer
but the Truth Fairy, solemn and near.
With a sigh, she whispered, “It’s time to reveal
the secrets and truths that life may conceal.”
In dreams the child was gently led
to scenes of truth, both hoped and dread.
A mirror showed friends who might betray
and promises broken along the way.
Eyes...
#childhood
#fairies
#magic
#memories
#philosophical
74 reads
8 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 00:58am
10th Apr 2024 00:58am
A Memory Rings
When silence sings
A memory rings
A heart springs
And words wear wings
*****
I compose my rhapsody
Passionate and full of melody
With shades of artistic unity
Satiated with peaceful beauty
*****
There’s a poem in your eyes
Raw feelings of Nature ties
And all the wonder it implies
Your verses in my mind I eternize
*****
Your hidden rainbows of the mind
To every single hue I relate and bind
A magic wave of wand, one of a kind
A treasure of human nature is mined
***** ...
A memory rings
A heart springs
And words wear wings
*****
I compose my rhapsody
Passionate and full of melody
With shades of artistic unity
Satiated with peaceful beauty
*****
There’s a poem in your eyes
Raw feelings of Nature ties
And all the wonder it implies
Your verses in my mind I eternize
*****
Your hidden rainbows of the mind
To every single hue I relate and bind
A magic wave of wand, one of a kind
A treasure of human nature is mined
***** ...
#memories
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
153 reads
11 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
29th May 2024 7:27pm
29th May 2024 7:27pm
Abyss Of A Vampire’s Touch
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina pulled the BMW around the circular driveway. She rested the engine and withdrew the key. She opened the door and pushed it close. She hurried around the front of the vehicle to the passenger side. She opened the door.
Mordecai opened the door. He flashed over to the vehicle.
“I don’t know what happened.”
Mordecai did not acknowledge Naynina’s presence. He lifted Dracon’s body from out the SUV and hauled his body over his shoulder. His presence moved at...
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina pulled the BMW around the circular driveway. She rested the engine and withdrew the key. She opened the door and pushed it close. She hurried around the front of the vehicle to the passenger side. She opened the door.
Mordecai opened the door. He flashed over to the vehicle.
“I don’t know what happened.”
Mordecai did not acknowledge Naynina’s presence. He lifted Dracon’s body from out the SUV and hauled his body over his shoulder. His presence moved at...
#fairies
#memories
#vampires
#witches
#love
264 reads
3 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
29th Nov 2020 4:44pm
29th Nov 2020 4:44pm
The Mortality Of Time
This playground
Now overgrown
Looks so sad
In its disrepair
Silent despair
This place
I learned to laugh
Found happiness
In the simple
Innocent things
Now i've forgotten
Those days
Echoes that taunt
The misery
I have collected
Will i ever
Have the chance
To smile again
Tho i've beaten
Millions of hurtful heartbeats
The vacancy
Behind my eyes
Feelings of abandonment
Tighten around
My chest
I let the world ...
Now overgrown
Looks so sad
In its disrepair
Silent despair
This place
I learned to laugh
Found happiness
In the simple
Innocent things
Now i've forgotten
Those days
Echoes that taunt
The misery
I have collected
Will i ever
Have the chance
To smile again
Tho i've beaten
Millions of hurtful heartbeats
The vacancy
Behind my eyes
Feelings of abandonment
Tighten around
My chest
I let the world ...
#sadness
#memories
#hurt
428 reads
6 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
7th Jun 2021 5:51am
7th Jun 2021 5:51am
Mom's B-Day
Today is my mom's
birthday she had fun
today because she
spend it with her
family talking about
the good old days
So mom this poem
goes out for you
so you may have
many more b-days
with your crazy ass
Wild Family
While having a
Life Adventure
birthday she had fun
today because she
spend it with her
family talking about
the good old days
So mom this poem
goes out for you
so you may have
many more b-days
with your crazy ass
Wild Family
While having a
Life Adventure
#love
#mother
#family
#birthday
#memories
547 reads
10 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 7:12am
10th Sep 2024 7:12am
Jawbones of An Ass
Words I have said what will It be like when I am old
and my rough edges have been defined from within
if there is no tomorrow and yesterday was a cliche
no more road dust on my toes of words I have said
the gossipers have failed with jawbones of an ass
I begin to reminisce about the years of my life with
the good wife
and my rough edges have been defined from within
if there is no tomorrow and yesterday was a cliche
no more road dust on my toes of words I have said
the gossipers have failed with jawbones of an ass
I begin to reminisce about the years of my life with
the good wife
#honesty
#inspirational
#memories #spiritual
#memories #spiritual
132 reads
0 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 11:26pm
5th Dec 2024 11:26pm
Sometimes when it Rains
Under the shadow of the old brick wall
I stood still with memories to recall
watching within where a girl stood alone
tears in her eyes, confusion marred decisions
she stood there hugging herself tight
sometimes caught by cars passing light
that day the rain fell on the indifferent sidewalk
as whispers of birds flying by in flocks
the rain fell on her battered shoes
as if trying to wash away her darkest blues
she stood trembling, watched the world in fear
wishing to reach out but nobody cared or saw her
derisive...
I stood still with memories to recall
watching within where a girl stood alone
tears in her eyes, confusion marred decisions
she stood there hugging herself tight
sometimes caught by cars passing light
that day the rain fell on the indifferent sidewalk
as whispers of birds flying by in flocks
the rain fell on her battered shoes
as if trying to wash away her darkest blues
she stood trembling, watched the world in fear
wishing to reach out but nobody cared or saw her
derisive...
#memories
60 reads
8 Comments
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