Tags : Memories

MR ENGELS.

MR ENGELS.

A Poem by Terry Collett


HANK REMEMBERS HIS PARENTS.
My Dream Drawer

My Dream Drawer

A Story by RileyMC


I had a very special dream a while ago, and it was sad because I can't remember it anymore... If only I could have a Dream Drawer where I can place my..
Misted Thoughts...

Misted Thoughts...

A Poem by harman kour


This goes out to everyone who has touched my life in some way or the other... My family, my friends( including all WC friends), people I have admired,..
Yemasee

Yemasee

A Poem by Marie Harrison


A poem about a beautiful place that holds special memories for me.
Simple Pleasures

Simple Pleasures

A Poem by Jong Schrijver


The elegance of summer and fun
Distant Drum

Distant Drum

A Poem by Wicahpi


in loving memory; with hopeful tomorrows
Frozen

Frozen

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Memories frozen and gone, like sands in broken time, 'gainst the blackest of dawn, yet cold with no love sublime. To be alone in ice of despair, with ..
The Black Carpet.

The Black Carpet.

A Poem by Leah Everett


A poem about the War, and people who should be known worldwide, and treated with respect, but are not.
We dance in the rain.

We dance in the rain.

A Poem by Radioactive


Those who say sunny days are happy days have never danced in the rain.
MEMORIES

MEMORIES

A Poem by Kent Bayburt


My mother always laid a plate for my dad on the table, even though he was long gone. She said: “This way, I'll never forget that he was with me...
Sentiments like Counterfeits

Sentiments like Counterfeits

A Poem by Julianna Marie


We’re two sides of the same coin,but you’re flat-out broke, so you’ll spend it away.You’re spending sentiments like counterfei..
The  Painting of Owls.

The Painting of Owls.

A Story by Ken Simm.


A Confounded Letter about how I met my second wife before I met her again much later.
Close My Eyes

Close My Eyes

A Poem by Patricia Gayle


Childhood memories
The Haunting

The Haunting

A Poem by Patricia Gayle


Rain falls outside my window A light breeze blows in I close my eyes tight And it takes me away again
i ride the bus

i ride the bus

A Poem by Penulis Kecil


A trip through my old neighbourhood brought up an onslaught of memories and recollections - this piece is the result.