Pages tagged with Memories
~baby boomer hell~coming of age upside out~downside in~where the hell did my kids go~when I’m trying to figure out where I put my framitz~find some other damned thing~forget what I was looking for in the first place~wondered if I’d ever see an alien~look in the mirror~there ya hav...
John Wayne movies had boys acting tough and candy cigarettes helped portray that cowboy image. When the screenplay was over, the sweet sticks made awesome crunchy treasures. Some were made of bubble gum that was a favorite way to end a scene.
With fondest memories of a very special young lady, and about a letter I recieved from her a couple of years ago.
I care for my 87 yr old mother in my home. Most recently I am also caring for my 81 year old mom in law part time... We went down to pick her up and I took a picture of this window in the front of her home. This is the house my husband grew up in. We have been together almost forty ...
Clare remembers their dreams for the future and tries to keep them alive for her baby.
Linda and Amy loved car boot sales. But what they found at an aution was something special.
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A couple of poems from the archive dealing with getting caught up in a dream, lost in a memory.
This is just something that came to me while looking through mothers old photographs when she moved in with us.. It brought back memories of watching daddy in the dark room... the tiny red light bulb. It continues with the Story of the Acorns... which is true..
THIS MORNING I READ ...
Memories from my childhood, recollections of an event that occurred when I was about 5 or 6 years old. My sister and I always seem to be asked to retell it at family gatherings. Our mother left us with her sister and went off to find a husband. I have many memories of my time with my ...
So the reader can follow the poem here is a guide to some of the places mentioned.
Cole's Corner, a favourite meeting place in Sheffield in the 60s.
Lady's Bridge the bridge which crosses the River Don where the Sheffield Castle stood ( demolished after the English Civil War ).
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Here is a poem of May, a gentle month of spring, a time and perhaps even a place ...
A poem of pondering... Ageing and looking back over the years at past mistakes and forgotten promises ... .
short poem with sensual undertones. A lovers memory.. One touch... One memory....
A poem about memories of life, many happy some painful, all from photos and momentos found in my attic.
Hope my readers liked this poem. It is not one about a broken heart, only one in which you realize somethings just are not meant to last but remain sweet memories.
~the sink drip drips~the clock tick tocks~sounds deeper than blood~engrained like the smell of papa’s cigarettes & momma’s fear~he began regretting the future~quicker than forgetting the past~remembering fellow long riders &~
This piece is about Beauty's journey and her mission to save those in hell.
