Memory

Your memory invades my dreams

Like a black in white movie of old routines 

A past life that was only yesterday

So near yet so far

Like painting a summers day

In the cold of December 

Reviews

[Alicia Schroeder]

awesome write

[CROSS QUARTRMANI]

Great job!!!

[FlawedByDesign]

This is a nice, expressive short piece.
I think you've hit the nail on its head with the first 2 lines,
"Your memory invades my dreams
Like a black in white movie of old routines " - I think most memories wear with time to become nothing more than black and white pictures.

Nicely done.

[I.M. de Ville]

i liked this... it seems very sad, very distant, and like you're in mourning or longing? it reminds me of "My Immortal"- a great song by Evanescence (in case you've never heard it). I give you tons of props for just allowing me to recall on such a wonderful song. Great work :)

[mattaphix]

Awesome very visual could almost picture my self come of age contimplating a life lost in the weatherig seasons of time. Very cool

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{Ah-Yes--Great Line}
"A past life that was only yesterday"
...love it...
"Like painting a summers day
In the cold of December"
{I love the refelective mood in this poem}

awesome poetry!!!

james:-)

[thepoisonpen]

Yes! The last line leaves us quietly; 'December' is an evocative word choice. Stellar.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I like the fluidity of your words,they have a floating effect..as in they simply float on the reader's mind,you know the way some words simply linger ..when one reads your words,there is a feeling they have been penned with ease,calm..that calm simply passes on to readers.
I feel it is black and white,not black in white...
beautiful..