Memories
Memories lost
Faded out
Like an old pair
Of bleached blue jeans
Navigating into uncharted territories
Seeking deep waters, looking forTreasure
Chests of old memories only to
Find ancient photo albums above the sea
Learning anew the past tenses of a life
Mysteries unfolded...
A new life is forged
With the recollections of others.
Joy L Hale
Copyrighted September 2, 2012
AMor
I too have written a poem on this subject;when you get a moment, drop by and read my version of Memories. I'd love your feedback.
Continued success.
Barbara J. Henry
I second Pat's comment about the huge welcoming group.... I've been absent for quite some time myself..... Just too many irons in the fire to spend time here on the Den, but I'm hoping to get caught up some day soon. Writing was supposed to be a hobby, but it's gotten to be pretty time consuming here of late.
Talk to you soon. Dick
Many Blessings, xx
Christine
and a fine return it is
john
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Rose
A sweet friend to grace the AD.
A wonderful poem of creative moments
and "Memories"
Lady Mary Ann
MEMORIES GOOD OR BAD...WE REFLECT UPON THEM...
LOVELY...ANNA
Regis
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
brings clairty to living, and *Joy*
you have written so well the reasons
why we should never take for granted
what we have..or need to move forward
Lady Vivian
Ron
Mark
they are less memories than fresh experiences,
re-experienced through fresh eyes...
Something this fine poem brings to life
in a profound manner...
in teaching of literature... we sometimes call this experience a "found" poem... but as I said this is a profound poem!
Nice to have you back, Joy... I've missed you here.
Roger
budd
Each day is a treasured gift.
That's why we live in the "present" time.
God Bless you!
Peace,love. happiness and blessings,
John Michael
"A new life is forged / With the recollections of others."
'Nuff said.
Deborah