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Short Poems On Memory by Our Readers
Our talented readers mediate on love, thought, and memory in these unforgettable original short poems.
Proposal
Will you be my open wound
until the end of time?
So I can
dress you when I miss you,
soothe you when I need you,
touch you when I hate myself.
—Tanja Bulovic
One Split Second
We are desperately, fully and completely longing for what is relatable. We need to hear the thoughts that we never dare to speak, articulated by someone else.
Simple, messy, abstract or explicit.
We hide our sadness for so long…
But in that moment, for one split second, we feel the sadness of someone else meeting our own and suddenly we don’t feel alone.
What a glorious masterpiece that is.
—Hela
Maybe
Perhaps if I could fit you in a jar,
no, a cage.
If only I could tie you down with ink to
a torn out page.
Maybe then I could forget you,
and bleed my last drop from this pen.
Maybe then I could forget you,
and let the paper suffer with you instead.
—Victor Bucarizza
Love Spring
She came like a falling autumn leaf,
and stayed through the cold winter.
She basked me in her love
and every day felt like summer.
And now, here she is,
pouring what she best offers.
My only wish is,
she’d spring my heart with love–
forever.
—Anonymous
Wither
If suddenly seconds turned into flowers
I’d cut some from my garden
And I’d break my fingers trying to make
A crown out of them
And place it on your head.
And I’d hopelessly pray to God
To not let them wither.
But God is deaf and I am mute
And my prayers of turning them
Into fake, plastic ones
Are still not enough to make yours stop
From fading away.
And while nature is unforgiving
I’m still throwing flowers in your empty garden,
Hoping it will make it full again.
—Antonia Bona
Here again I hold out my hands
And let you blow dust in my eyes.
—GiGi Kukard
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