On Old Memories

~*~ Edited 10/24/19 @ 5:12 PM ~*~

Darkest depths of memories,
Tucked in as children lost to sleep,
taunt and tease a lonely child,
alone in her own reveries.

I believe, as she believed,
they’d one day come to be
something more than simple thoughts,
simply more than emptied dreams.

Those of heroes in the sun,
While summer beats the beating streams.
Of baseball games and astronauts,
giggling lights in castle-sheets.

Careful not to stroll too far,
She ventures light on needy needs;
A princess held by gentle hands,
Loved by all her families.

Coaxing, now, with subtle lips,
she calms them down with withered scripts,
musing on amusing themes-

Yearning for these memories.

~*~

My response to the writing prompt posted by Frank Hubeny with dverse, a virtual pub for poets. The idea was to write a poem using polyptotons (repetition of the same roots of a word). This is the first time I’ve done anything like this, and I am thoroughly excited to do it again.

22 thoughts on “On Old Memories

    1. Thank you so much! That is really good feedback; I like the idea of going into what memories she’s experiencing, and may come back to this poem in a little while to see if I can add that to it!

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      1. It is well worth doing so. You have such a talent for words and sound..and it would be made so much richer by concrete memories..just a touch would do. I’d love to see it again if you do add to it, Cali.

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  1. I agree with Frank about the pleasing sound of the the polyptotons on “lone” and “believe”, and I especially enjoyed this stanza:
    ‘Those of heroes in the sun,
    While summer beats the beating streams.
    Of baseball games and astronauts,
    giggling lights in castle-sheets’..

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