Tree branches remember leaves they once held. Moon remembers its path across the sky. Clouds remember what it is like to disappear. Grass remembers green and always returns to it. The pen remembers ink it once held and how that ink has turned into words. Words remember what they were before they were thought. Cup remembers the silence of being empty. Table … More MEMORY – by guest poet, Penny Hackett-Evans
On the last day of summerlet me not forget the cardinal familythat flits through dogwood to the maple orshadow dancing of full-leaved trees in the breeze Let me notice while I can thedinner-plate-sized hibiscus blooms,echinacea of the same magenta hue, andPainted Lady butterflies feasting on Queen Anne’s lace Let me remember bats darting for mosquitoes,fireflies … More Last Day of Summer
Each time a memory’s remembrance is recalled, affected by new memories, it’s changed This month in a writer’s group, we are working with different poetic forms. This week we are exploring the Cinquain. This poem is an example of this form. Graphic by Pixabay.
If you listen between the heirloom china cabinet and the Tiffany lamp by the sofa you can hear faint melodies of memories like tinkling crystals of a chandelier Deals dealt Announcements proclaimed Sacrifices and celebrations Secrets hidden Affection displayed Years of fury and comfort – Family life lived in the living room
Wind Rush 