A distant whisper
Trapped in echo
Of a time
Now distant gone
In the colour
Of the rainbow
A long forgotten
Summer sun.
Where grass it danced
In meloncholy
Vision hazy
Early years
Of a lost love
Singing sweetly
On warm days
Unaware.
Yes distant whisper
Trapped in echo
Your call transfixed
As memory sways
Many thanks
For returning
From those sweet
Summer days.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments7
You spending those summer days at the bus stop?! lol.
The distant whisper of bus wheels turning lol
Oh lol.
Nostalgic, warm memories and the passage of time. Well done
thanking you much appreciated
You are most welcome
Well written. Your poem delves into themes of reminiscence, loss, and the beauty of fleeting moments. It captures the essence of childhood innocence and the warmth of summer experiences, contrasting them with the inevitable passage of time.
thanking you and as always much appreciated
Distance and echo and trap all in one poem! Amazing compacting🕊️🙏🏻
most kind, thanking you always appreciated
Norman, this carries a gentle, reflective weight… memory, distance, and something still lingering beneath it all. The way it moves feels natural, like drifting back without warning. It stays with you. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
so very kind thanking you always appreciated
Wonderful days that will be filled with love Norman.
Andy
many thanks for read, always much appreciated
nostalgia revisited by a call - well written...
many thanks always much appreciated
You are welcome 🙏🏼
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