embe dded
like quartz
on the bottom of
a riverbed
memories
stud the road
of my mind
memories
the good ones
shine
white
like diamonds
sparkling
the not so good
are darker
worn and weathered
and the really
awful
horrible
ones
are black
beaten and abused
i try to pry
them loose
but they are stuck
fast
adhering
refusing to budge
i want to keep
the good ones
in my pocket
and throw the
bad ones
away
when times are rough
when i'm feeling sad
i can always
pull out a white one
"remember when..."
and get a memory jog
and smile
and laugh
"see
things
aren't
so
bad"
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Reviews of "a pocket full of memories"
Reviewed by Dwayne Pagnotto (Reader)
Reviewed on June 5, 2003
This is a really touching piece karla. but...it's light-hearted at the same time. It shows you have real talent when you can write something, and it makes people feel two different ways at once. Great job on this. Keep up the good work!
I am black but when times are rough, when you are feeling sad pull me out because I am white inside. Thank you Karla. I always feel inspired or touched in one way or the other when I read your poems.
abdinoor
Heheheh...Life is like one of those bags of miscellaneous marbles that are sometimes given as party favors. We get it for free, never know what the mix is going to contain when we open it, and there is alot of fishtank filler, but usually at least one or two good cat eyes and sparklies :)
No they aren't Karla. And we should learn to enjoy life until they get really bad, very good writing. I like your style. lovu Grady
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2003
Karla this one is one of your best.
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2003
Yes dear Karla, things aern't so bad ... when you weigh all the good versus bad memories. This poem is so deep and reflective of life. Beautiful poem an beautiful Lady. Love you kitten. Bill
Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2003
I think this is one of your best sweetie.. I really love the way this one flows as well as the whole meaning behind it.. Excellent!! Kudo's to you hun. Love ya..
Wow karla, this is an awesome write
I'll choose the white ones too
Just leave the black ones because,
by holding on to a black one won't change it's color
Your friend.........Ron
I love this. Bravo. Well done. I like this style for you.
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on May 23, 2003
Awesome Work Karla! You are so right my dear friend, if only we could keep the good ones and throw away the bad YET we learn our hardest and often best lessons from the bad ones so they are needed in that important sense!
((((Hugs))))
~Nikki~
This book consists of a 150 pages of Christian poetry about the end of time and the Second coming of Jesus Christ not as a servant but as a King, the King of kings. To bring righteousness and peace to the earth and restore the government of God! Peac
abdinoor
Pretty nice words Id say......
Rodney Evan Bohen
embedded
like quartz
on the bottom of
a riverbed
memories
stud the road
of my mind
Melanie
Keep 'em coming xoxox
Love Erica
loved this beauty write!!!
Yes, all memories are to bring us into more awareness, which is a gift..!
Love you,
Dove
Better N No Memories . All!
TRASK
I'll choose the white ones too
Just leave the black ones because,
by holding on to a black one won't change it's color
Your friend.........Ron
Peggy
-Bear
((((Hugs))))
~Nikki~
Leland
Love the creative expression and emotional depth to it!