Remembered Poems - Poems about Remembered

In silence, I now sit inside your room as doleful fingers strike piano keys, and beauty soars like roses, red, in bloom. The weight of life, your heart and mind, it flees. A sad, foreboding melody does loom. I...Read the rest...

tear stained hazel eyes forgiving arms await homebound baby steps...Read the rest...

Join me, friend, in a rhyme of the painful and sublime, as I remember every late December in my sixty-sixth Christmas time.  Joy and sadness, unsurpassed like a magnifying glass - I recall my spirit rise and fall before a decorated tree, so...Read the rest...

Sometimes back, I used to be... A role without a model, a student without success, Where “sounds great” was a phrase I struggled to express. But sometimes back, I used to be... A star in my childhood memory, Chasing dreams...Read the rest...

One thing that always makes me smile living life from a host of Januarys to Decembers is knowing how no moment that has past… and no person who is gone will ever be lost to us… as long as...Read the rest...

Nineteen hundred and sixty-one, was a strobogrammatic year. It will be six thousand and nine, ‘til the next time that will appear. It started off aggressively, Ike told Cuba to go to Hell. We ain’t talking to you no more, not...Read the rest...

[44]" It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body. There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body. [46] Howbeit that was not first which is spiritual, but that which...Read the rest...

If you want people to remember you- leave your mark...Read the rest...

The waves crash upon the shore evermore, As my soul sinks deep into my darkest friend. No sup to sop my ache, my scorn, with better bitter sin no more yet-gain. So burn, love, burn...Read the rest...

. there were no shnaps crishhsps cracks'uv dead twigz or ...Read the rest...

It’s a lesson I learned in grade school that still echoes in my mind… A lesson on the sadness and cruelty of prejudice… and the joys of being compassionate and kind… A large new student entered our close-knit...Read the rest...

The timid find courage in the well — of another’s fear (Valley Forge Park: February, 2024) Call Me Ishmael Mediocre writing spawns editing The Great Works — born unchanged ‘Thoughts of: Bob Dylan, Laura Nyro, John Lennon, Steve Winwood, Kris Kristofferson’ (February: 2024) ...Read the rest...

At a memorial service for a friend in a park down by the sea as we remembered her I wondered…how will people remember me? I imagine most of the people at the memorial…from her friends to her...Read the rest...

It’s not the steps that you take — but the footprints you leave (Ithan Pennsylvania: January, 2024) ...Read the rest...

so much darkness and gloom followed the tornado around Omaha Some were dour and sour about it; I was numb, it had been a disaster I have to get out of here, I told my husband. He...Read the rest...