Tag: Memories
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Out on a limb
In autumn leaves rustlingI remember the gloryOf dancing out on a limbThe sway of the branchAs the winds of lifeDetermined where i would fall In autumn leaves shiningI remember the colourOf being held by youAs out on a limb i waitedFor your heartto catch me as i fell In autumn leaves floatingI remember the sightOf…
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Weathering the Years
Looking through some old words for something to post, and reading this one triggered some new ones ******************************************************* The weather won’t let me forget you the seasons bring reminders the quality of light or a perfume on the air trigger memories of times gone by and I am almost back there ©ceenoa The…
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The Lid
I gathered them up and put them, in a place they could be hid, and just to make sure they couldn’t escape. I covered them with a lid. They are my sweetest treasures, invisible to your eyes, yet when I look upon them, their richness makes me smile. No thief in the night can steal…
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I had a dream – again. (Repost: A Dream and a Wish)
It happened again last night, it must be this time of year, that prompts a rummage through my unconscious, and in amongst the rubble, finding a flicker of a thought, pounces, and drags it forth, to present, like a cats favour lying at my door, sadly unwelcome but understood. © ceenoa The original post below, which prompted…
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“On This Day” Repost – Christmas in Tasmania
It’s that time of year – the week before Christmas. Are you feeling it yet? Facebook reminded me how I felt back in 2014, when I wrote this post. Raspberries and Strawberries, picked fresh from the bush, the smell of fresh cut hay, on a summers evening hush. A thunderstorm with lightning, flashing in the…
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14 years
When Autumn blows, when Winter snows, when Summer slows, when Spring plants grow, I remember you. You were my seasons, and I was content, to let you be my reason, for taking the next breath. Years have turned, some dreams have burned, and I have learned, some memories do not return. Each tiny part that…
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Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #68: Muse & Pen – Remembrances
I muse on my past remembrances glow softly channeled through my pen © ceenoa
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Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #67 – Cheer & Call: Echoes
Your memory calls through empty rooms in my heart tears and cheer echo © ceenoa
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12 Years
there was something in the look in our photo and I cannot recapture it the memory of the shape is gone and I am lost a glorious technicolour film in surround sound reduced to a screen play stark black and white words on paper It does not come close to explaining they way I feel…
Ceenoa 
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