Tides

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Often unpredictable. 

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Tides        -         01 Oct 22

Feeling 

The tides 

Changing the shape 

Of the thoughts 

As they pass 

Bringing old memories 

To the surface 

Once again 

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Sometimes painful. 

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Foundation

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How we build. 

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Foundation       -       24 Apr 22 

Memories 

Are the foundation 

Thoughts 

Bring us closer 

In the skies 

Dreams 

Gather all around 

Taking us 

To new levels 

We dream together 

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Dreaming is the way. 

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Colours

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Happy sadness when watching the colours.

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Colours       -       12 Apr 22 

Colours of evening 

Muted gold 

Spread on blanket

Of cloud 

Against soft blue 

Pale memories of day 

Fade into night 

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Colours and hues are often the most beautiful at this time.

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Song Heard

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I was listening to some music and was presented with some images from back then.

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Song Heard       -       20 Mar 22

A song heard 

Many years ago 

When heard again 

Awakens memories 

Cobwebbed 

Dust bejeweled 

Still vibrant 

Between the veils 

I am drawn back 

Into the experience 

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The images seen can be very vivid. 

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Garden Of The Remembered

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It is a beautiful garden. 

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Garden Of The Remembered      -      12 Mar 22

Surrounded by sweet memories 

The thoughts of those I Love

Still live in me 

I see them whenever I want 

They manifest in my dreams

I meet them in the garden 

Of the remembered 

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All people and things are there.

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Things

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We all have them, some more than others.

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Things        -        01 Dec 21 

Just a collection 

Of random things 

In my pocket 

Comforting memories 

To hold when necessary 

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They are warm too.

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Remembered Moons

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Suddenly drawn out of a dim past the inspiration for this poem comes.

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Remembered Moons        -       31 Oct 21 

In the nearly forgotten 

Shadows of a late evening

Walking beside a full Moon 

Just rising 

A dream of a day gone 

Remembered moons

Recall the Magicks

To colour the memories 

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I can see that full Moon rising. 

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Forgotten Sun

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Too frequently these are the days here. 

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Forgotten Sun      -      17 Aug 21 

Looking up

What can be seen 

Grey

The forgotten Sun 

Tries to wake memories

Without success 

Days continue grey

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Memories refuse to be awakened. 

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Before

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The paths are mapped out.

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Before       -      05 Jun 21 

Never before in my memories

Have I seen 

The trails of distant dreams

Etched across the sky 

Contrails of maybes

As much as I do now 

Stretching into the future

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Look up, they are there. 

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Dreams Of Snow

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Those days were magical, now they are just soggy. 

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Dreams Of Snow      -      25 Dec 20 

Memories of days 

Long gone 

The land was white 

Silent 

Now I see rain 

The land is wet 

I still have 

Dreams of snow 

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Bored with the rain. 

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Leaves

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Autumn vision, can you see it? 

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Leaves      -      09 Dec 20 

Once stuck to trees 

Now stuck to footpaths 

Or if they are considered 

Interesting 

Stuck between the leaves 

Of a book of memories 

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Sadly most are just a brown mess. 

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Sliding Into Dusk

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Another of the fireside thoughts. 

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Sliding Into Dusk     -     22 Aug 20 

A beautiful day together 

Memories built from the hours 

Now watching the evening 

Sliding into dusk 

Fires to keep us warm 

As we weave our memories 

Together to grow 

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Watching the flames as we cuddle. 

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Evening Dreams

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Always there, just look for them. 

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Evening Dreams    -    06 Jun 20 

The afternoon slipped 

Softly 

Into the warm dark 

Of evening 

The sweet dreams 

Of memories 

Long held 

Drift sweetly back 

Into mind 

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Share them with your waking mind. 

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Times [Acrostic]

I Love playing with words.

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Times [Acrostic]     -     22 Apr 20

Tomorrow becomes entangled with 

Infinity, shaping future 

Memories and burning 

Eternal unwanted 

Shapeless daemons 

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Burning the daemons. 

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Showing

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The photographs, what do they contain? 

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Showing     -    24 Feb 20 

An image holds 

Long memories 

Of a greying past 

There were hopes 

Of romance 

Or more 

But now the faded 

Photograph 

Is nothing more 

Than a cracked dream 

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So many photographs are like this. 

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Forgotten Days

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So many people or events once thought to be important have faded. 

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Forgotten Days     -    23 Dec 19 

Hidden in the mists 

Of memories 

The days which once 

Had meaning 

Important because 

Someone was special 

For a while 

Now forgotten 

Lost in the maze of 

Forgotten days 

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I could fill a book with these people, if only I could remember them. 

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Open Window

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A blend of events, the scented breeze came off the sea, the honeysuckle overhung my back garden.  Otherwise these thoughts are from a very long time ago. 

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Open Window    -    20 Dec 19 

Summer memories 

Sitting by an open window 

Feeling a warm scented breeze 

Honeysuckle flavours the air 

Drawing thoughts back 

As we used 

When memories 

Were being formed 

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This has nothing to do with any current relationship. 

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Remembering

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Being aware of all the echoes. 

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Remembering    -   26 Nov 19

Times to come future memories 

In the dusk remembering 

Five candles lit in the morning 

Hold the light from the night 

Given freely to the day 

The future memories of the dawn 

Echo through the mind 

Waking waking 

The unwritten to scatter them 

Stars in an imagined world dream 

Waiting waiting 

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The memories are arriving. 

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Remembering

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Focusing on the what might be. 

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Remembering     -     26 Nov 19 

Times to come future memories 

In the dusk remembering 

Five candles lit in the morning 

Hold the light from the night 

Given freely to the day 

The future memories of the dawn 

Echo through the mind 

Waking waking 

The unwritten to scatter them 

Stars in an imagined world dream 

Waiting waiting 

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Looking to see if they can be remembered. 

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Rain Singer

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Listen to the songs. 

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Rain Singer    - 14 Nov 19 

The voice of the rain 

As it passes through the branches 

Memories awakened 

From the distant past 

Into the far future 

The singer remembers 

Tells the stories again 

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Listen to the stories. 

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