Post No. 814
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Remembering
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Remembering at a distance
The past is back in an instant
Time stands still once again
As it did way back then
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©Denise G Allen, 06 June 2015 12:15
Tag Archives: memories
Whole-hearted
Post No. 802
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Whole-hearted
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There was a hole in my soul
A bowl waiting to be filled
A crater crying to be crammed
Teeming with feelings
Memories of You a part of me
Others cannot see
I am the vehicle and You the Driver
Behind the wheel, taking control
My heart is in your hands
And You will always understand
My search to return
To what was and will be
Always when I step into eternity
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©Denise G Allen, 18 May 2015 07:15
Honesty
Post No. 796
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Honesty
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Seeing through a looking glass
Remembering with integrity
Trying with utmost sincerity
Unmolding from its history
Does the path run straight and true
Or does it take on another hue?
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Selective memories subconsciously
We continue unaware to place ourselves
In a different light, seemingly forever right
Wishful thinking becomes a fact-or
Allowing us the liberty to ride
Upon that rainbow in the sky.
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©Denise G Allen, 06 May 2015 14:57
Caught Up by Life
Post No. 795
Caught Up by Life
Living in a world of words
Dizzying whizzing as I lie in bed
While they whirl around my head
A carousel, a wishing well
A spelling bee buzzes in and out
Playing catch-me-if-you-can
Can, can, can, all the rage
With dancers on a Paris stage
Memories are all we have
Smoke and mirrors reflecting
Deflecting through the glass
Champagne bubbles while we try
To read the answers in our eyes
But time has been and gone
Too late to question were we right
Or were we wrong…
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©Denise G Allen, 01 May 2015 10:29
Cockeyed
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Trying to make sense of a cockeyed world
His chip grew into a brick, into a rock
And his outlook became skewed
As he slewed his view to compensate
While I sailed on by feigning happiness
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©Denise G Allen, 25 July 2014 07:28
Sunday
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Dong….. dong….. dong…..
In the distance of my mind
I hear the church bells ringing
Dong….. dong….. dong…..
The deep melodic tone, calling, calling
Mellow, hollow, resounding
In memory’s echo chamber
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Hurry, scurry, we can’t be late
Children stumble at a half-run
Biggest in front, smallest behind
One on a bicycle drags his foot
Slowing himself in order to wait
While the last little boy kicks stones
On the ground with his boot
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Dong….. dong….. dong…..
In the distance of my mind
I hear the church bells ringing
Dong….. dong….. dong…..
The deep melodic tone, calling, calling
Mellow, hollow, resounding
In memory’s echo chamber
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©Denise G Allen, 22 July 2014 07:27
Over My Shoulder
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Looking over my shoulder
Into the past, all but forgotten
Through the merciless haze of time.
Scattered, dispersed like seeds in the wind,
Loved ones (and not so loved ones)
Gone forever, some into the ether,
Others into far-flung lands,
Leaving only memories, shadows
Lurking in yesterday’s infinity,
While the hands move on towards eternity.
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©Denise G Allen, 22 June 2014 07:10
Remember the Days…
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…when we played games
And had fun in the sun,
When respect was earned:
Teachers, doctors, politicians and parents
Stood apart from the rest
And did their level best
To serve the community with impunity.
Where have those days gone?
Respect is no more, gone for good
(Actually, gone for bad).
Greed has taken over this world
And, where some had a calling,
Money now is more appealing
And jobs are selected for the earnings.
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©Denise G Allen, 09 January 2014 18:36
Age
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If human beings are immortal
then age is immaterial
whether in earth years,
eons, or eras;
a baby could be older than its mother,
and a father younger than his son,
which could explain
why some babes are born so wise
and adults’ ignorance exposed.
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©Denise G Allen, 13 December 2013 09:29
Fait Accompli
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There’s no starting over
What’s done is done
What’s said is said
I had no confidence left
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Eroded away ‘til I was gone
Just an empty shell
A shadow of myself
A sacrifice in the name of ‘love’
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A joker’s prank so off it stank
Reborn in my middle age
To regain what had been lost
But we knew that time was past
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©Denise G Allen, 23 July 2013 08:34
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