Valerie Dohren

(13 January 1947 / Southport)

Memories


Voices whisper through the ether
All that’s past, so long ago,
Memories of distant places
Some forgotten, some to know

I recall those days of splendour
When the world was then sublime
When the cherry blossom lingered
In my heart and fixed in time

Love was young and life eternal
Rich the wine from ag’ed vines
Fresh the wind and sweet the honey
Warm the sun that ever shines

But through time such mem’ries languish
Fading with the dying sun
Many gone, no more to glisten,
Past, forgotten, ever done

Now the night grows darker, darker,
Long the shadows cast below
Cold the sun and deep the waters
As through all the valleys flow

Recollections there as phantoms
Fixed within illusions’ store
All things lost and all things broken -
Memories forevermore

Submitted: Sunday, April 06, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, May 28, 2014

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  • * Sunprincess * (4/26/2014 2:07:00 PM)

    .......truly val, this is one of the best poems I have ever read....I love this poem, I love your poem writing technique....wish I could come to your home and you could teach me everything you know....truly this is a masterpiece....even the famous poets would be in awe....and yes, I enjoyed every stanza.... (Report) Reply

  • Thomas Vaughan Jones (4/12/2014 10:19:00 AM)

    We cling to the memories Val. They contain the essence, not of what we were, but the essence of what made us what we are. Sometimes they may overwhelm us in nostalgia, but we must regret nothing. The days of splendour, the times of laughter, these will sustain us no matter how dark the present may be. This is a beautiful poem, heartfelt, written with deep emotion and definitely one to keep.
    Hugznstuff. (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (4/10/2014 6:38:00 AM)

    Some things we'd wish to remember and some things we'd wish to forget, so fading memories are both a curse and a blessing. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (4/8/2014 6:30:00 AM)

    Beautiful...and as always, the emotions is there with the words crafted its road to readers heart..definitely great stuff Val_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (4/8/2014 12:53:00 AM)

    Though the night is growing darker, cling on to memories sweet..... never let them languish! They are like oases in a desert! As ever a very sweet write, Val....! The sad tone is haunting! (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (4/6/2014 10:17:00 PM)

    Love was young and life eternal
    Rich the wine from ag’ed vines
    Fresh the wind and sweet the honey
    Warm the sun that ever shines.
    Beautiful lines. It is the fond memories that makes life worth living. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (4/6/2014 4:53:00 PM)

    Memories are what we hold on to, they can make us cry make us happy, they can put a smile on our face for the day. A fantastic poem. (Report) Reply

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