Remembering Poems - Poems about Remembering

Beneath the palm trees, silence weeps, Where fields of sorrow hold secrets deep. Echoes linger, soft yet clear, The cries of the people that the world wouldn't hear. Tamils, the people who are proud and strong, Their voices are lost...Read the rest...

My life during My younger years Simple but I've enjoyed Every part of it Because it molds me To who I am now Lessons learned From my parents Who disciplined us I know they're watching us There in heaven Missed...Read the rest...

Barbie, Atari, He-man Batman, She-Ra, Ronald Reagan Lower student loans, and landline phones The Dark Crystal and around 5.2 billion people Andre the Giant’s Honeycomb commercial Rainbow Brite, Jem, and Rose Petal Welcome to the Jungle, Cheers!...Read the rest...

tv in the fifties altering weekend rituals one set in the neighbourhood streetboys sitting around the famous indian head for their fill of saturday morning cartoons sci-fi flash gordon and i love lucy allowed to stay up on sunday nights to...Read the rest...

Your tresses fickle by my eyes Every dusk, And they start a procession Of your remembrance. My heart sings your melodies, and my ears listen your laughter. But my eyes crave to see your smile, (Which in the whole worldwide were...Read the rest...

“If you spend half your time trying to change human nature You’ll spend the other half being disappointed” If you spend half your time waiting for someone to love You’ll spend the other half waiting to die If you spend half your...Read the rest...

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I watch the Sunday morning sun gently hit the sidewalk And the gentle rays slowly enter my room, Another day for me of loneliness, Another day of gloom. But the Good Lord knows I’ve learned...Read the rest...

Up your seconds stretch every moment Joy in the instant — present sublime (Harry’s Café: Rush Street, Chicago – Circa 1982) ...Read the rest...

The Vietnam Era. The class of 67. I turned 18 that year. At the time, too young to vote But not too young for the draft. Some were sent off to Saigon. No. I did not flee to Canada. I...Read the rest...

Dear Daddy,how I miss you! gone so very long. But your eyes still sparkle and I hear your life’s sweet song. To be kind and forever...Read the rest...

In the rush of living my heart stops between each beat and for a moment or maybe just half a moment she is there. Not once, but always; Waiting for me between those beats, in every...Read the rest...

Let me hear your love song Whilst in silence I was long Let me taste your melody Like sweet berries on my tongue Let me hear your love song Slide your bow across the strings Move to the wave of my...Read the rest...

Cut our palms and joined us at the seams Bleeding just to bleed but I felt seen And I still have the scar left to this day You dulled the knife so I’d feel extra pain I remember...Read the rest...

I have flowers all over the yard not planted, but rather in pots for this is Kansas Clay country Sometimes I Iong for the fields of Iowa where even the bottom lands has pliable dirt this clay encourages renegade trees I have...Read the rest...