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Sweet Memories Evade Me
My eyes were addicted to falling leaves and sunsets
Manufactured homes and suburban monoliths
My neighbourhood friends
Riding my bike
Being driven down highway roads at night
The scent of the hallways in my elementary school
Cracks in the sidewalk
And optometrist waiting rooms
Going somwhere new on excursion days
My aunt taking me to video game arcades
Finding four leaf clovers and hidden backyard flowers
Jumping on trampolines and watching cartoons for hours
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The faces of my youth
The friends that loved me
Gone from my life
Now a sweet memory
This definitely should be
This definitely should be classed as a sub genre in poetry, where reminiscing and recollecting through journeys sentimental or otherwise. Reminds me of all the memories dredged up while watching Stephen King's "Stand By Me." Curious that the faces and friendships fade but patinaed memories remain. Thanks for sharing.
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Being behind . . .way, way
Being behind . . .way, way behind . . . on my reading, I read this beautiful poem, and was awestruck by the first and fifth lines, which spoke to memories from a most memorable summer and autumn in my life, 1976. I became enamored of fallen leaves and sunsets mostly during my freshman year at college; and the previous summer, driven along some of our very rural township's backroads, om Friday and Saturday nights, to talk on our c.b., with my Beloved driving while I, ever the chatterbox, talked on channel twenty-two.
Thank you for posting this beautiful poem.
Starward
It Merges With Now
and brings that brilliant wonderfulness back to counter balance the serious world we inherited. Not childlike, no. Child wondrous with clearer vision. It was great to be cared for with few responsibilities other than to play and enjoy life 24/6 - Sunday was church all day :D
Thank you
That was the message I wanted to get across. Being a child made every experience so memorable and impactful. Moments lasted longer and everything was so vivid.
Unfortuntely I had to leave most of the things I grew up with midway through my childhood so I tend to feel a bit nostalgic now and then. I like to remember the people and places I left.
Wonderful memory, thanks for
Wonderful memory, thanks for it!
It just wanted to articulate
It just wanted to articulate my feelings, thank you for enjoying what I wrote.