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A Candle's Reminder

I am, where, once before, things happened
The candle crackles as if to say
Do not pretend
This place holds no memory
And so the mind fetches the worn key
And fumbles in the frozen lock
If you must, it says
Preferring to keep its distance
Embrace the bittersweet memory of earlier poems
When heartbroken verse remained unwritten
Dwell
Dwell in that viscous and ephemerally transparent wax
Flame perilously close to death by errant draft
And know that this is the way of the world
Trace her memory and carve it ever deeper
Over
And over
Then pretend it never happened.
And find true comfort in this.

poem by Blue Guitar
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Memory Lane

People ask me What you doin' son
You're gonna drive yourself insane
You'll never find the sunshine
When you're followin' the rain
Seems like I'd take a new road
After all these years
But I wind up on the same old trail of tears

I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin' into you
Reminiscin' through the pain
Recallin' things that we used to do
I'm lookin' up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin'into you

I hate the way I loved you
But my mind keeps goin' back
My train of thought just won't get off
That same old worn out track
It's an every night occasion me and your memory meet
On that endless lonely street of broken dreams

I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
Cuz I know I'll be runnin' into you
Reminiscin' through the pain
Recallin' things that we used to do
I'm lookin' up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin'/Into you

Here she comes now
I'm still walkin'
Down Memory Lane
I'm still walkin'
Down Memory Lane
I'm still walkin'
Down Memory Lane
Lord

song performed by by Tim McGraw from Tim McGraw
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Making Love With Memories

You poked my blurring eye,
Let me lift your mushy breast.

We aged onwards
While you stroked flaccidity –
Recalling decades of
Blood-gorged coming, shuddering to boot.

I kissed a venerable mouth
Crammed with falsities –
Once brilliant keys
Guarded by crimson lips
Washed by a sensual tongue.

And so we writhed in wrinkles,
Tiring effort, and
Memories.

Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Some Things You Can't Take Back

Well she was lookin out the window
And I was starin at the door
The dog was sleepin on the sofa
This place has never been this quiet before
You cant pretend it never happened
You cant pretend its still the same
You cant say you were only jokin
You cant keep thinkin things can go on this way
CHORUS
Some things you cant take back
Though you wish you could
Some things you cant take back
Though the glass has been broke
And the milk has been spilled
And your loves on the line
Some things you cant take back
When someone says theres no tomorrow
When the writings on the wall
After all have cried and spoken
And your poor heart has taken such a fall
REPEAT CHORUS
If I could reset the clock and go back in time
Id erase the thoughts that went through my mind
You know I never would leave
And Id still have you with me
You cant pretend it never happened
You cant pretend its still the same
You cant say you were only jokin
You cant keep thinkin things can go on this way
REPEAT CHORUS
Some things you cant take back
Cause in the cold light of day the pieces all blew away
And now Im livin a lie
Some things you cant take back

song performed by by Uncle Kracker
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Invite me to your memory

Invite me to your memory,
I wish to know you.
Let the wind comfort,
let me be your comfort.
Let me into your memory,
I wish to feel you.
I feel like nothing but a memory in your mind.
The look you gave me while passing, still stays with me.
Invite me to your memory so i can see myself.
i am nothing but a memory.
Some day i will be who you will see.
Say again for me,
and you will see.
I am nothing but a memory.

poem by Ricardo Flores
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Losing Memories Of Friends I Never Had

-i’m losing patience-
-My tears are vengeful-
-Remind me again why i shouldn’t remember-
-everything that took place-
-Should i have looked the other way-
-when you thought no one was watching? -

-i wish i’d never known of all those times-
-you did me wrong-
-A faithful heart is what-
-i asked for all along-

-My memory’s waning-
-just like our relationship has-
-Remind me again-
-what you thought friendship was-

-Don’t mention it-
-and i’ll pretend you never happened-
-These long-lasting scars run perpendicular to my lips-
-but they are hardly noticeable to the untrained eye-

-Can i file away this memory? -
~It was never meant to exist…~

poem by Manny Negron
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Come As You Are (LP Version)

Come As You Are"
Come, as you are. As you were.
As I want you to be. As a friend.
As a friend. As an old enemy. Take your time.
Hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late.
Take a rest. As a friend. As a old memory, memory, memory, memory.
Come. Dowsed in mud. Soaked in bleach.
As I want you to be. As a trend. As a friend.
As an old memory, memory, memory, memory.
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
Memory, memory, memory, memory (don't have a gun).
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. Memory, memory...

song performed by by Nirvana
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The Memory Of Love

The memory of love can never die.
It lingers in the heart.
It may have happened way in your past
but you remember how it did start.

Whether it lasted or came to an end
it still is the memory that counts.
It made an impression.
It was an expression.
It became a possession for you.

You will never forget it. It lingers on
and becomes part of who you are.
For the memory of love is a gift to you
so keep it close, never far.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Memory Of Me As A Poet,

memory of me as a poet,
My doleful soul need's the great memory of me as a poet,
The pure memory taught me of the spontaneous event's of life,
How creation gave me authority to reveal such a strong poetic verse,
I recited the poem in my mind only to realise the great motor memory,
But pure memory revealed all my past writing,
I can relive my past only by the memory of the great history,
Global memory took my mind to think of the great poet.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Sometimes An Old Memory Gets In My Eye

Like someone drowning I reach for a straw
Grasping for love where there's no love at all
Slowly I'm sinking as time drags by and sometimes an old memory gets in my eye
I struggle for strenght to face the dawn
And I'm freezing to death without you to keep me warm
I hold an arm full of nothing close to my side
And sometimes an old memory gets in my eye
Sometimes an old memory gets in my eye
And when it's ours it's hard to keep my eyes dry
Don't think you see tears for I never cry
But sometimes an old memory gets in my eye
Yes sometimes an old memory gets in my eye

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Take Your Memory With You

I can read the writing on the wall
You pretend that nothings changed at all
Ive got just one thing to ask you if its so
Just take your memory with you when you go
So I wont have to think about
The lonely nights Ill be without
Someone to hold me when the cold wind blows
Take your memory with you when you go
I walk the floor and wonder what went wrong
Ill have to find a way to carry on
Why dont you leave before the heartache starts to show
Take your memory with you when you go
So I wont have to think about
The lonely nights Ill be without
Someone to hold me when the cold wind blows
Take your memory with you
So I wont have to miss you
Take your memory with you when you go

song performed by by Vince Gill
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Memory (Thy Shall)

Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
So delicate it may break.

A memory so lost,
So unwanted it tears apart,
Until it dies,
It shall go back to thy start.

A powerful memory it may be,
Or a memory that shall be overlooked,
Thy one shall let it see,
How thy memory is like a book.

But how powerful thy memory is,
It has to be stronger than a good memory,
A memory that has passion and feeling,
A memory that has greatness and becoming myself, I, and me.

Until that kind of memory is shown,
Thy memory shall be looked upon near and far,
Thy memory shall be kept hidden,
Until it shall be who we are.

Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
so delicate it may break.

poem by Alicia Meyers
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One Thing Leads To Another

How many times have we
thought of one thing that led us to another
within our memory store.
We think of one thing
and our memory links us to another
that may have happened years before.
We sit for a few minutes
as our memory takes us on a trip
through the corridors
of our childhood many years before.
We remember moments
that delighted us at the time
before growing up
took those pleasures away.
Each memory hold a precious moment
we will never see again
except in our memories
when they will take us
down that road again.

27 March 2009

poem by David Harris
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What has kept the world safe from the bomb since 1945 has not been deterrence, in the sense of fear of specific weapons, so much as it's been memory. The memory of what happened at Hiroshima.

quote by John Hersey
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Ben

Verse 1:
I’m sitting in my room thinking about the times that weren’t so bad
When you were here with the family
It was like you were the person who listened, the kind one
Always knew the right thing to stand up for no matter the cause or cost

Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive

Verse 2:
The many things run through my head
That the fact if you were here still today
Things could be different, it seemed
Like you were the part that kept things together
When you went things fell apart

Verse 3:
The feelings cut deep like a knife
Through all of this I’m still here
To keep your memory alive, I shall remember you for the good
Not the last memories, the grievance just wont pass
But thanks to the support of many certain friends I can still pull through.

In memory of Ben Chantler 1981-2006

poem by Shane Cannon
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Memory and Oblivion

When all is lost, there is still a memory
From which a new city can be built in a new world.
Those with memory will be wealthy.

Oblivion cures the old wounds, and you must agree,
There is only the past and the future on the path;
When all is lost, there is still a memory.

Memory will save oblivion from a bad reverie;
When the new city is built, it will be an abode,
Bestowed by those with memory to make others wealthy.

Before the temple, in the middle of the city,
Keepers of the fire all abided.
When all is lost, there is still a memory.

Fire will be born from night to be
New light when all knowledge is swallowed
And those with memory will be wealthy.

A new rose will bloom from the dark sea,
A city revived from memory and abroad;
When all is but a memory, there is still memory.
Those with memory will be wealthy.

poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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Dreaming and the Real

The sky, where hopes abide
The black night - life's end

Where realities reveal and hide
Where there is an enemy or friend

A thought - memory,
A real, or pretend.

The fire which infatuates
Death, a deep darkness which appalls

The light, as it oscillates,
In waves at it befalls

Is all a memory, the dreams,
The reality, the all.

poem by Josh Alfred
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It's Better With The Good Eye

Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be,
Looking back at oh so far away.
Memory’s just another way to see.

A place to go on holiday for free,
Forty years ago if it’s a day.
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.

And was that other person really me,
What changed, why could I not stay?
Memory’s just another way to see

The way things were around us then when we
Thought all our dreams were surely on their way.
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be,

The sky was always blue it seemed to me,
Every day the sun shone so they say -
Memory’s just another way to see,

But now I know that life’s not lunch for free
That bitter fruit is served on many days
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be,
Memory’s just another way to see.

Martin Swords
“Prompt Poems”
Villanelle
March 2008

poem by Martin Swords
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Travelling down memory lane

Traveling down memory lane
is not all black 'n white.
Traveling down memory lane
is not all lacking light.

Traveling down memory lane
is not eye filled with tears.
Traveling down memory lane
brings fresh and soothing air.

Traveling down memory lane
is love & pain, fun with friends.
Traveling down memory lane
is full of curves and bends.

Traveling down memory lane
is a test of time and mind
Traveling down memory lane
is a joy of it's kind.

poem by Ralph Acosta
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Memory Hall

Memory hall has
been added to
the school department.

On the day before
the big test,
it's a great place
to go.

Revive your memory
here to retain
the information
of things learned.

They take you into
this room and
go to the corner
of the memory.

You will recall
all knowledge
that you will need
for the big test.

Now get going,
for time is
runing out.

Memory hall is
a place every student
wants to be,
before the big
test.

(4-11-07)

poem by Jim Foulk
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My Favorite Memory

The first time we met is a favorite memory of mine
They say time changes all it pertains to
But your memory is stronger then time

I guess everything does change except
What you choose to recall
There's a million good day dreams to dream on

But baby your my favorite memory of all
Like the night we first got together on our bench
And held each other tight

Like the winter we spent together
Helping each other and closer then ever

And I remember our special times together
And our walks and our lost time together
It was always you who made the whole time a ball

It was you who called me just to hear my voice
Theres a million good times
I could dwell on

But baby you are my favorite memory of all
and you'll always be my favorite memory.

poem by connie Engstrom
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