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Silent screams take root and flower
cloaking the garden of our mind with nightmares.
Memories pulsate next to a waterfall of tears
as we listen for the goodbyes that never came.
Today like yesterday and every other
we recall your smiles your words softly spoken
and your presence reassuring.
Time erodes the past but refreshes the memory
each likened to a page from the book of life.
Mothers, fathers, uncles, brothers
sisters, aunts, strangers and others
remembered with love respect and dignity.
And when the fanfares quieten
and the footsteps grow still
We will remember collectively
Another day
Another time
When the world stopped to cry

About This Poem

Last Few Words: with respect

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Nottinghamshire

Favorite Poets: poetry, I guess is many different things to people to me its the everday that plucks at an emotional chord. each poet in turn takes me to a different place. from major epics to ditties, its all about giving of ourselves i guess.After all thats why we are sharing experiences here isnt it?

Comments

weirdelf

12 years 7 months ago

A meanignful and sincere poem with layers of meaning,

well done

Roscoe Lane

12 years 7 months ago

Great poem,

Great poem, read it a few times and each time it got better. Regards Roscoe...

Nordic cloud

12 years 7 months ago

"Silent screams take root and

"Silent screams take root and flower
cloaking the garden of our mind with nightmares."

I loved these two lines best, I would have liked the poem to deal with just these thoughts as the picture they produce in my mind is so exciting; something a la Mervyn Peake in Gormanghast. A kind of surrealism, I cant seem to get past this bit today mike. Love Ann.

bossladyone

12 years 7 months ago

Family

I really enjoyed this poem.. I like that you added respect for family, not just love. Today that is so hard to find. People don't talk about respect any more. I guess that is why it is so poetic.

sueb

12 years 7 months ago

lovely

Seren

12 years 7 months ago

Dear Mike

This is a wonderful poem its been well crafted,
So glad I stopped in and of course my favourite lines

Time erodes the past but refreshes the memory
each likened to a page from the book of life.
Mothers, fathers, uncles, brothers
sisters, aunts, strangers and others
remembered with love respect and dignity.
And when the fanfares quieten
and the footsteps grow still
We will remember collectively
Another day
Another time
When the world stopped to cry

really enjoyed the read kudos

Kind regards Jayne-Chloe (JC)

mike carter

12 years 7 months ago

Thanks

its good to have feedback at whatever level. Many thanks for taking the time
Mike