Memories

Memories 

Summer Night 1913 Albert Bloch

Memories slowly form, 
 Nostalgia creeps in like a dusky dawn 
Times long past 
Moments that are deemed to last, 
Of people and places,
Lovers faces, 
 Rivals spats, 
Segments of drunken chats, 
All brought to the fore 
A peek inside that memory door, 
That makes you and me 
Now,
What you see, 
It's the good and bad
The laughs, the sad, 
That moulds and controls
Now
 What you see 
My memories make me ! 

Submitted to Magpie Tales  check out others interpretation of this fabulous painting  

Musical Mnemonic

Musical Mnemonic

I'm getting old 

Or so I'm told 

Getting long in the tooth, 

Ain't that the truth! 

Yet I trundle along 

Till I hear that song 

Then years disappear.

As the notes reach my ears,

I'm back to being eighteen 

Dance, dance,

My brain screams !

I travel back in time 

To when I was in my prime,

The music would play 

We'd dance and sway, 

We'd kiss and caress, 

Needing love,

 Wanting to possess,.

The tune gently fades, 

Reality invades, 

I'm back to today,

To continue my decay! 

Yet when I hear that melody, 

I'm back to the previous century! 

Submitted to dVerse Poets Poetics where the prompt was Music pop along and check all the fabulous poets !

Baby Blues

I wrote this last year for Alhzeimers  Week for my causes Blog  Poetic Causes  where further  poems on this subject can be found 

Baby Blues 

Picture By Jinksy 

Baby Blues 

I look into those baby blues to see 

I see you but you see me 

in some refracted history 

Times misplaced,displaced ,

Some times erased ,misplaced!

I look into your baby blues, 

I miss the twinkle,

Replaced by well earned wrinkles

That sprinkle your ivory skin,

Somewhere inside you are still within. 

I look into your baby blues to see,

I see you ,how do you see me ?

Your child ? your carer ?

Your memory sharer ?

I search those baby blues 

In my heart,I know deep,deep inside. 

My mother still resides, 

Inside, she cannot hide, 

I know those baby blues !

Sepia Memories

Submitted to :dVerse Poets Poetics For today’s prompt, let’s grab our paints and mix up a poetic palette using color. Hosted by Victoria  

Sepia Memories 

Sepia memories are all that's left, 

Since you departed and left us bereft,

Times that were once bright and alive,  

Being drowned out struggling to survive, 

Red's and blues somehow refuse, 

To prick my brain even infuse! 

The things that I see all about, 

Seem muted, dull, nothing shouts out! 

What replays back in my minds eye,

Are memories drained of colour and dye, 

Within my soul tho is my scarlet, scorching love,

As I dream of you in a soft auroral light above,

Sepia memories I will accept and keep, 

Until we're both reunited in heavenly sleep. 

Photo by Bird In Hand

Friend

Friend 

We've been on each others team 

God how long has it been?

Years and decades 

Through bad times 

And wicked escapades

Literally through youth 

The births, our baby's first tooth,

I've seen the men you've dated 

The ones that you always overrated. 

 I'd love for you to find your match, 

But none of them ever seem up to scratch,

You know I'm always here, 

If you ever ever need an ear! 

We may not always agree 

But friendship is a potpourri 

Feelings are shared, intense

Lives become entwined, condensed 

Forever gelling cementing 

 OUR FRIENDSHIP 

Submitted to  Goosberry Garden Poetry Picnic on the theme of friendship and relationships