Built in drifts forming dunes
Memory's blowing sands
Piled eternity's echoed tunes
Dust of time flows through my hands
Drifting, shifting, billowing ground
Wind molded clouds of earth
As a mirage a father is found
Grains of the past mother of birth
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: August 12th, 2024 04:41
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments13
You have captured the very essence of this poem in the title, beautifully done 🌹
Thank so much my friend I appreciate the supportive words.
You have summarized life in a few words. Beautiful, well done.
Thank you for your most kind words of encouragement they mean a lot.
Do as we all do, embellish. Those "Time Eroded Memories" can be expanded and cleaned up and converted to poetry. Your poem states the truth and is therefore poetic. Loved it. - Phil A.
You are too kind and it is most appreciated. Thank you
speaks to the fleeting nature of memories and how they shape our identity. Well Done Soren
I thank you deeply for your most encouraging words of kindness.
Hold onto those memories soren. 😊👍
Thank you so much Accidental for the review and kind wishes
I have long found it helpful to take notes in order to help preserve situations, circumstances and events encountered along the way .. I now find it crucial .. lest we forget ..
Thanks Neville I appreciate your reads and comments. Thought I would just tell you lest I forget.
From dust we came . . .Classy stuff, my friend.
Thank you Dan for the read and most kind words they are appreciated
Wonderful view of life soren.
Andy
Such a nice thing to say from such a positive person. Thanks Gold
A fascinating piece, Soren. Love the imagery.
Thank you so much Tom your words are appreciated.
Wind molded clouds of earth —-
Greatly descriptive - and then you pinch home the point of it all. It has power
Thank you so much Bobby I appreciate your read and most kind comment.
Superb and powerful work. Magnificent.
Thank you Thomas it's appreciated
You have a very interesting poetic rhythm in your poems, the lines rhyme through one, there is a melodiousness when you listen to the poems to yourself. The lines are a little longer at the end, which creates a strong pulse effect and creates an atmosphere of total immersion in the poem.
You have an astute eye or rather ear. Thank you so much for the read and most kind words they are deeply valued.
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