red clay memories

a poem describing the texture of my memories

red clay memories

 

in the rugged cracked red clay

earth are my memories

dirt that is so dry

it blows like dust in the wind

when you ball it in your hand

and blow on it

 

my tears flow

glossing over them

 

the water-mixed memories

sink to the bottom

forming deep tepid pools of resource

for my hungry soul when I'm

parched for more

 

 

Reviews

[alesuriko]

I really liked this poem. Amazingly vivid imagery that you can feel and see. Wonderful words and metaphors. Good flow and rhythm. I love the imagery with the dirt blowing, really beautiful. It has maybe a slight spark of decadence with the dirt imagery, but that's about it, only a slight possible glimpse that you're not even sure you saw. Thanks for entering it in my contest anyway though. Wonderful poem, great job.

[Alicia™]

That's a really interesting poem… I really like it.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow! I find this piece to be very insightful in the sense that with time grows wisdom. Excellent write.

[Undying Glory]

this was very well-written. i have to agree, we all have dwelled on memories, relived them, but have we felt them enough to give them a texture? that's why this one's really unique, and so vivid. i've never read anything like this one. nice!

[Short.Nerd]

A great write! Good job!

[hannajade]

this is really interesting & creative! It was awesome to read.

[Goodbye]

You have really reached inside my heart with this one, rendering me uncharacteristically speechless...such beauty.

[Michael of Gilead]

Very well done Marie

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I love the imagery in this poem! Well Done!

[akapr17other]

very interesting imagery. I enjoyed this.

[Blake Q Hatfield]

An interesting look at memories. Like earth it's there and strong, but they're fragile, and when you try to reach to them they can fade. I like the comparison of earth to memory, both are very similar. I agree that the imagery in this is very vivid. Well done!