Wednesday, 6 September 2017

Frozen memories

Prompt Memories for Poets United

Frozen memories

In the evening of his life
he visited a shadow from his past
hoping to unveil a dream

He looked at her captivating
smile and silver hair, draped
in soft waves over her forehead

Why did you marry the other,
who has left you with nothing?
I would have given dozens of diamonds

“I have my own gems” she smiled
She opened her shoebox
Picking up some frozen memories

“Look at this one.
We sat by the crackling fire
and laid down as the darkness
enveloped us. The stars decorated
the sky, training us in the art of
shining. We drank in the
magnificence of the Milky Way,
our hearts drifting down the galaxy.”

“Oh, look at that one.
We were snug under soft sheets
breathing life into stories
listening to the thud of the thunder
following the veins of the lightning bolt
The sky did clear as
the storm lost its ugly face
We since loved the song of the rain”

Her eyes sparkled, as she looked up
The poor man had walked out
while she cherished her riches

24 comments:

  1. I love the stars "training us in the art of shining" Will remember that when I look at the sky next!

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  2. Frozen, in your poem is a gentle way of preserving to relive. Nothing can compete. I love the form and use of dialogue.

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  3. memories are really precious aren't they? I loved that the memories were in a shoebox.

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  4. Great imagery, Marja. I have to say a lucky woman in love for life definitely has stars in her eyes that glitter like diamonds.

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  5. Simply lovely, thanks for sharing it.

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  6. Deeply felt, indeed. A great take on memory.

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  7. Oh, so lovely...memories worth more than a ton of diamonds, surely. I love the images you painted in this beautiful poem.

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  8. This is so incredibly touching, Marja. Beautifully executed.

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  9. Your poem reminds me of an interview with a famous woman. She was asked about her diamonds, and her reply was that her children are her diamonds. I liked the answer, as I like the woman's answer in your poem about memories being her gems.

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  10. Poor rich man, wise woman who exchanged gems for diamonds.

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  11. That poor rich man, so lacking in sweet memories. This is gorgeous, Marja!

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  12. This conversation shows the value of memories! Quite a tale!

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  13. So lovely, Marja. She chose the right mate, certainly.

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  14. Hi Marja - clever poem ... and shows us life in a poetic nutshell ... cheers Hilary

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  15. *High Five*... this piece adds to the swirl in a simple uplifting way. Thank you for this beautiful writing, Marja! We're all different and it's OK to be different. We're all born with our own strengths and weaknesses... it's about letting our strengths shine. You definitely chose the best....!!

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  16. Now, she gave him a memory to savor.

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  17. Wonderful poetry Marja... and loved the perspective it was written.. Hope all is well with you all too... Sending LOVE your way my friend.. Sue xx

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  18. Brilliant. I loved these lines:

    "We drank in the
    magnificence of the Milky Way,
    our hearts drifting down the galaxy."

    "The sky did clear as
    the storm lost its ugly face
    We since loved the song of the rain"

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  19. Interestingly beautiful philosophy of life as simple as it can be. Good write.

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