Memories

Memories

A Poem by Liderien

The crystal lake of frozen tears

cloaked by the glistening hills of time

standing abandoned by the sea of vigor

stilled; beyond illumination.


Remembrance, sleeping star awakes 

his eyes rent, lifting his weary head

as the shimmering of terrain

whirls him from lingering slumber


Stroking warmth to his caress

gently brushing the shores of glaze

the binding of the deep breaks

forebading to liberate the fuse

© 2012 Liderien


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This just slays me. The depth and last line. I am swimming in it seeking what I am to understand. Why is it your words cause this? What magic dust does the muse pour upon you while you sleep? Or is it in your wakefulness that muse treads through your words to taunt me so?

Three stanzas that allude.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Moments gone by seem to circle around again in our minds if we give them a chance. Your poem expresses the ethereal effect of good memories.

Very nice...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your words are very striking, visual and mentally wakening.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The imagry of the first stanza is quite striking

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Incredible imagery here! What a wonderful place you've taken me to. Thank you =)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a wonderful intriguing write.
I enjoyed this. Beuatiful as well as deep.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The poem made me dizzy in a good way, kinda of like first love...love the descriptive words

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautifully worded. Feels like a lifetime of memories in such a short piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This just slays me. The depth and last line. I am swimming in it seeking what I am to understand. Why is it your words cause this? What magic dust does the muse pour upon you while you sleep? Or is it in your wakefulness that muse treads through your words to taunt me so?

Three stanzas that allude.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I like the use of nature to make your point in this poem. Allowed me to feel and understand the emotion and the desire of the words. Memories can take us to many places good and bad. I like the ending to the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


liked.........

Posted 12 Years Ago



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