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Love Poems About Memory or Memory Love Poems
by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: art, beautiful, desire, fate, imagination, poets, power, soulmate, visionary,

Laminated Love

LAMINATED LOVE

Frozen flames pressed 
between each page; 
suddenly, I felt each passing note.
The painting on the wall began to breathe	
gently the same colors repeated life. 
I was so close; I felt every vibration 
and there underneath the gloom, 
the roof let in the luminance of the moon.	
A memory unfolded while I held your hand,	
repainting our years, a devoted love
at the heart of everything. Steam is drawn from our hands.
 The canvas, 
the beautiful canvas, tied by solid green-gold.
Flames-brushed each wall as aging you and me.	
In perfect harmony. TOGETHER 

1-06-2016


by Daniel Turner |
Categories: first love, happy, memory,

A Purple Ribbon

Mementos in a box, from years gone by
Thought to have been disposed of long ago
A glance, when something purple caught my eye
A ribbon from someone I used to know

I gently gave a tug like way back when
It slipped from it's confines just like before
Then instantly relived it all again
And just like her, it leaves me wanting more

But even though it was so delicate
This ribbon in it's femininity
Tied in her hair it looked so elegant
Yet strong enough to bind her memory

This ribbon with it's strength beyond compare
Ties fifty years to my first love affair   


         By Daniel Turner

by Silent One |
Categories: love, romance,

Poetic Personification

Honey vapour scents travelled among seduced tepid zephyrs. This was not a dream for I was within the realms of reality, as fate's footsteps led my heart back to forgotten pastures. Her persona was poetic personification, yet I was lost for words, so in simple silence, souls serenaded suppressed symphonies. The idyllic radiance of her eyes became a timeless memory, the warmth of our first kiss an eternal celestial connection.
Silent One 21 June 2018 Example for seven lines of romantic heaven poetry contest

by Frederic Parker |
Categories: love,

Soft is the Sea

Along the feathered edge, a red sun-sets
To bind the evening in dreams eyes explore
Two hearts will greet, till' paradise begets
Love leaves impressions as waves swirl to shore
These caps of white will churn warmly the sand
The world will pass, the change of light is missed
Lonely eyes search for their yearning dreamland
When lips taste fire in a hungry kiss
As night arrives to shelter silhouettes
Soft is the sea to these two souls afar
In a twilight's pulse when the tide resets
And hands hold tight to await the Daystar
The fate of these lovers sealed in evermore
Tomorrow's memory from the seashore


9/3/18
 

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: lost love,

Kiss the Rain

I stand here by the lakeshore, and I smell
fresh honeysuckle as I kiss the rain.
A memory that I cannot curtail
wafts bitter sweetly to me, and again
it’s May. . . the night you came by the moon's light.
The air was permeated by perfume
from blossoms colored innocently white.
But now it’s summer; yellow is each bloom.
When plump upon the vines, sweet berries, red,
will be swooped up by birds - carried away.
I stoop to touch a stem.  How soon has fled
my flowered youth, and now this day chilled grey.
I bow in downpour like the vines bent low
while raindrops - glistening with my own tears - flow.



by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: lost love,

For Eduardo

The day I left Madrid, I waved goodbye to someone dear to me. I still can see his dark brown eyes that could not tell a lie, those same eyes I’d beheld so tenderly each day when he would show up at my door. Where is my friend Eduardo, whom I left behind so long ago and never more would see again? I know he was bereft from letters that he sent, and I replied that we would meet again. I could not know how wrong I was or if he ever cried for me. How easily I let him go! How innocent and beautiful was he! And he remains so - in my memory. For the Soulful Words Poetry Contest of Kim Morrison

by Frederic Parker |
Categories: love,

A Kiss Remembered

Beyond fair reason, I shall think of you.
In fallen grass or gently flowered field.
To see each fleeting moment fade to blue,
With distant thoughts that I silently yield.
This memory to tremble ever soft,
A misty vision of a face once kissed.
I'm whisked to midnight skies and stars aloft,
A sheltered afterglow now reminisced.
The shadowed door with candlelight so still,
An empty chair with a fading silhouette.
Forgotten times in love's unyielding will,
As flames to ashes trace two who met.
A hand that brushed a cheek to sooth,
A kiss remembered, years removed.


12/27/13/ 



by Lynn Marie |
Categories: emotions, feelings, heart, lost love, love, nostalgia, passion,

one brief moment

In one brief moment
you saw me as I am
without a word spoken
palm open for my hand.

Nary a harp string plucked
silence graced the air
silhouettes became one
my heart I laid bare.

Candle wicks were unlit
full moon a distant past
my emerald eyes glowed
your love echoing back.

Fire  our skin to skin heat
scent unique unto us
not a flower in bloom
our souls we gave in trust.

In one brief moment
you saw me as I am
the memory of each breath
my bliss I'll always have.











03-28-2017

by craig cornish |
Categories: loss,

Do Angels Cry Too

The curtains on a somber evening fell
as weeping angels hush and pull me near;
assurances of love they softly tell,
to calm a soul who lost a love so dear.
Like ribbons on a memory I reach
to tie them all together in a bow,
now wrapped in every prayer that I beseech
and warmed within the heaven's lovely glow.
But, why are Cherished stolen from our midst
before we have a chance to say goodbye -
regrets for one last time we could have kissed
or even one last time we could have cried.
Yet, still through angel tears that have been shed,
I can't accept the thought that you are dead...

by Mary Hoose |
Categories: memory,

As I Slow Dance With Memories

  

As I slow dance with memories ,
haunting dreams of you gently glide through the grand halls of my mind.
Where you held me close in loving arms, their warmth I did find.

Fingertips play my heartstrings as you told me I belong. 
As I slow dance with memories to a never ending song.

Two hearts that beat as one to the rhythm of love soft and low.
Memories of the night pirouette 'neath a lovers moon that glow.

You held me oh so close as our eyes did meet. 
Tender kisses shared from lips so warm and sweet.

Fingertips play my heartstrings as you told me I belong.
As I slow dance with memories to a never ending song.

by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: autumn, love, nature, sweet love,

One Special Yew

I want to merge with this old Yew,
To travel through its rings of time.
Back when it's sprout had just begun
Near Blarney's river so sublime.

Where ivy climbs the castle walls,
A quaint sized foot bridge leads to where,
The old strong Yew still charms today
As autumn chills with crisp clean air.

I felt compelled to climb it's limbs
To sit embraced by its sweet love.
To its spirit, in whispered voice,
I then professed the same thereof.

How strong that memory still keeps
As other trees I've come to know
Bless me with their cool umbrella,
I see that Yew in vigil glow!

© Connie Marcum Wong


by Mike Gentile |
Categories: introspection, life, memory, nostalgia,

Thoughts Undressed

It’s all in there
     Somewhere inside my head
Every memory, every vision
     Every word I’ve ever said

There are certain times I can recall
     Certain moods that bring to mind
Precious, long past memories
     On which a light once shined

From the deepest, darkest crevice
     I’ll think of something dear
Old snap shots in black and white
     And always with a tear

I love those moods of deep connection
     With my life in thoughts undressed
It’s when I know without a doubt
     How much that I’ve been blessed



by Mike Gentile |
Categories: angst, growth, hope, how i feel, life, memory,

The Only Door That Opens

When the only door that opens 
                          is one leading to the past
I pack my bags and grab the wine
                             and find my way at last

I sojourn deep into the woods
                              of life’s long memories
and picnic on the leaves of love 
                            for heart song melodies

And then with each familiar chord
                          and with each sip of wine
I start to find myself again
                         remembering what’s mine

A blessed life of ups and downs
                          with courage to be found
in knowing that I’ll find my way
                         when I come back around



by Eve Roper |
Categories: love, memory,

In Loving Memory of You


In memory of you and all the beauty I behold. I will listen to the laughter's and discern which one was yours I would play the music that I know you would wish to hear And dance on the same footsteps wearing your shoes As I float dancing with you just one more time And when we are done, I will hold your hand Pull you towards me one more time And see forever in your eyes And when tomorrow comes And it's my turn to dance again with you, I will flow you to the Milky Way Where all the stars will look upon us With coruscation envy 6/29/2020
Poetry Contest: In Loving Memory' Sponsored By: Regina Riddle

by John Gondolf |
Categories: time,

Time

Relentless in it’s movement
like the ticking of a clock
as time keeps marching forward
for our future to unlock.

The past is but a memory
the present but a blur;
this moment gone in just a blink
as “now” becomes the times that were.

This ticking seems so infinite
eternal in its life;
forever forging on ahead,
its endless moments rife.

But as for us a different tune,
we know our time will end;
for us the ticking soon will cease;
prepare yourself my friend.

Love your neighbor and your God
and nature here on earth;
give service to your fellow man,
the measure of your worth.


July 4, 2020


by Lycia Harding |
Categories: assonance, autumn, heartbreak, remember, sad love, summer, winter,

When Winter Comes, Remember Me

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When Winter comes, remember me 
beside you on lush ivory sand 
If slushy fingers beckon thee, 
arise and brush aside her hand

As you awake on shortening days, 
when Winter comes, remember me 
We'll pray that Frost forsake his grays 
and set arrays of color free

Light snow may fall so subtly, 
bright notes on parchment sheer as sleet,
when Winter comes. Remember me,
that I might play each shimmering sheet

Short interlope of Summer gone, 
I'm owed no scope of memory 
but hope you will, from this day on, 
when Winter comes, remember me....

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by Daniel Turner |
Categories: angst, autumn, goodbye,

Saying Goodbye to Autumn

It seems we said hello, just yesterday
Do you recall the night you came to town?
You blew in silently, I hoped you'd stay
Time really flies when old friends come around

When you leave here, I guess you'll be southbound
I love the pretty blanket left for me
Those yellows mix so well with red and brown
It will make such a treasured memory

Yet when you've gone, how diff'rent things will be
So cold and bare, your warmth will disappear
It happens ev'ry year so let's agree
We'll plan a longer visit for next year

Sweet autumn it is time to say goodbye
I wish you'd come next year about July


   by Daniel Turner
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by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: absence, break up, loneliness, longing, lost love, miss you, sad love,

For Only A Moment

Did it have to last for only a moment,
our love withered before the flowers you sent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a relationship so newfound and innocent.

Our love withered before the flowers you sent,
your early departure I could not prevent,
a relationship so newfound and innocent,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent.

Your early departure I could not prevent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent,
did it have to last for only a moment.




by Elaine George |
Categories: death, lost love, love,

In the Autumn of my Life

I walk
through flames
of autumns’ sweet refrain-

That break beneath
a weight too much
to bear-

Where-
I tread in solitude
and mourning there-

Along a path 
of maple trees
and scented air-

As
I recall the life 
that we once shared-

~~~

And in 
the twilight hours
I see
the beauty of it all-

In every
autumn leaf
that softly falls-


~~~~~


In loving memory of:
My Father  - Harold George
Oct 27, 1927 - August 11, 2003

by Daniel Turner |
Categories: appreciation, forgiveness, love hurts,

An Unpaid Debt

With less tomorrows than I've yesterdays
In looking back I have but one regret
Before that last tomorrow fades away
I wish that I could pay an unpaid debt

Back to a summer day so long ago
How frivolous we were with innocence
Two kids in love and way too young to know
Decisions made in haste have consequence

In tenderness I'd kiss away her tears
I'd tell her I am sorry for her pain
Give back the love I'd carried all those years
Convince her that her gift was not in vain

I'd ask for her forgiveness on my knees
Tears of contrition I would surely weep
Then thank her for life's sweetest memory
And with her blessing peacefully I'd sleep


  October 10 2016


by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: happiness, holiday

Memory Wreath

Each year before Christmases of the past
   Past visitors came to trim my holiday tree
Tree with ornaments homemade to last
   Lasting, unique gifts of their artistry

Artistry now shown in a wreath on my door
   Door filled with treasures I was blessed to receive
Received gifts from those who are with us no more
   More reminders that love in my heart will never leave



*For Dr. Ram's "Wreath" Contest. (Eight-line quatrain/rhyme using the last word of each line as the first word of the next line.)  Merry Christmas, everyone!

by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love, memory, memory,

You Live In Me


I shall live in your legend to make
A new spirit now wholly begotten;
For in death, your memory will not forsake
Those words in my soul that are not forgotten.
Your face glows immortal in my heart to save
Even me, for I go too where all must die;
When I would sleep alone in a silent grave
With my love entombed, there you lie.
Your memory will be my triumphant verse
Which my mind has not created yet to read;
And a voice will sing of you to rehearse
Words of praise when the world must heed.
In me you live by the touch of my pen
And I breathe in you through the mouths of men.



by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: childhood, love, memory,

SHWEET LOVE

The minute our eyes met it was love at first sight I knew you were the perfect one for me my parents tried to keep us apart but I simply couldn’t let you go My father tried to persuade me are you really sure he’s the one? It’s not too late to change your mind… I smiled my sweetest smile - Dad knew when he was beaten I skipped out of the toy shop .... nestling in my arms, my birthday teddy bear! Contest –Free Verse Love Poem Sponsored By Laura Loo 07~24~15

by Rhoda Tripp |
Categories: childhood, crush, cute love, first love, heartbreak, love, nostalgia,

Love Letter

In the back of my closet,
high upon the shelf,
there sits an old love letter
that I keep to myself.

Its pages are crumpled,
the edges a tad bit torn.
I can recite his words by memory,
although the writings worn.

He tells of his undying love,
and how we were meant to be.
Our vows whispered at the church,
they were our fantasy.

Like all things, neither tried nor true,
we had to be apart.
A victim of the ages,
he broke my sixth grade heart.

by Michael Jordan |
Categories: faith, friendship, lost love, love

Angel's in the Wind

It howled down the canyon 
Like a wolf on a ridge
No longer invisible
As it rocked the bridge

It came with a chill
It came with a bite
I remember it hit me
Just before night

I stopped to listen
For I could hear
A voice from my past
One that I hold dear

It carried a scent
I’ll never forget
Along with a memory
That I’ll never regret

As it blew through me
Sweetheart I knew
The wind carries angels
Ones just like you


Written for the voices in 
the wind contest.