Reminders

Some things just remain.

Loading tearful cartridges into the truck ,
Bleeding so fast they re already broken up
I watch their happy faces and lovely lives ,
Their cute little noses and widened smiles
They remind me of someone cremated .

My broken dreams and unstable patches ,
Worn out by olive feelings and frequent bashes.
Desperate touches on thin cold glass ,
Cloaked images and brass gaps .
They remind me of someone elated .

My fingers laced with key lime green
My hate as deep as ultramarine.
One touch , a gasp , a laugh , 11 letters ,
I am your old bottles of salt and peppers .
They remind me of someone baited .

Author's Note

I hope you like this one !

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like the feeling of conflict here between the good memories and the bad ones.
j.

[Kathy Mc Cathy]

Thanks for the kind response . I was well conflicted how i felt about a certain situation . Alot of good memories and envy .

[Sami Khalil]

Reminders about where there is sight and sound, where we still walk above ground; some soothe our selves, others hound.

[Kathy Mc Cathy]

A poem in its itself ! , you have a knack for making poems don't ya ? . Thanks for leaving a response down here .

[Sami Khalil]

I do. You are welcome Kathy.

[Chris Shaw]

Partings can leave much in their wake. Painful reminders can linger of both happy and sad. That third stanza is so revealing Kathy. Devastating, I would say. Emotion conveyed well here.

Chris

[Kathy Mc Cathy]

Indeed they do ! . Reminders are well a perspective in my case memories can somehow be twisted in my experience , two people sharing the same memory have different memories in a sense . . Thanks for the comment Chris .

Kathy