Dried Memories
Just a poem. Nothing more...14 total reviews
Comment from adewpearl
what a poignant poem for something that just came to you, and it goes beautifully with the photograph - you, cast off by the woman who had you and used you, like you once cast off a doll - and I love the conclusion. Since whoever this is is not deserving of you, I hope she never calls.
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2008
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what a poignant poem for something that just came to you, and it goes beautifully with the photograph - you, cast off by the woman who had you and used you, like you once cast off a doll - and I love the conclusion. Since whoever this is is not deserving of you, I hope she never calls.
Comment Written 27-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2008
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In this case, it isn't a specific person, but regrettably a sort of atmosphere that seems to envelope me at times. My friends called me her boy toy and I really don't think that is the case. Thank you very much for your compliments and this review.
Comment from Bryana
Just a poem huh? Well, it's very
romantic and hopeful. Maybe some
day she will realize the you are
different from the rest.
Your poem has a very good rhyme
and rhythm. Nothing to change. I
found no mistakes.
Have a nice weekend, Ana
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2008
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Just a poem huh? Well, it's very
romantic and hopeful. Maybe some
day she will realize the you are
different from the rest.
Your poem has a very good rhyme
and rhythm. Nothing to change. I
found no mistakes.
Have a nice weekend, Ana
Comment Written 27-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2008
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With this one, there have been more then one, but one of them is vastly different from the rest. lol But in a good way. This one just came to me and it started from comments my friends said, in reference to something that happened in summer, in fact they wanted me to leave writing all together. But my logic and thought dictated otherwise. Sometimes I think a form seeks my writing.
Thank you so very much for your compliments and this review. Mike K2
Comment from nora arjuna
Mike, thanks for this nice read. Haven't been spending much time here and will be away for a week from tomorrow. Hope to catch up with you when I return.
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2008
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Mike, thanks for this nice read. Haven't been spending much time here and will be away for a week from tomorrow. Hope to catch up with you when I return.
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2008
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You have been missed here and I am glad you got this one in. Thank you very much for your compliments and this review. I will patiently await your return.
Comment from milushka
Dried memories, hang like bouquet of last year's roses, upside down, slowly losing the original colour, my knight.
Take a branch of raspberries and stick it in the corner of your garden somewhere, don't forget to water it once in a while; next year, you'll have raspberry jam.
The doll reminds me of something.
Love,
Mila
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Dried memories, hang like bouquet of last year's roses, upside down, slowly losing the original colour, my knight.
Take a branch of raspberries and stick it in the corner of your garden somewhere, don't forget to water it once in a while; next year, you'll have raspberry jam.
The doll reminds me of something.
Love,
Mila
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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But a good reminded until some fresher one's come in. The doll is independant in this one, not related to paper dolls. I think that idea is aberry good one and harkens in the summer with a great taste. Though a pessimist would say, that's a good tart.
Mila, Thank you so much for this wonderful and spirit filled review. Have a great weekend too.
Love, Mike
Comment from Wendyanne
Hi Mike. I like this very much. Don't put me in your press book, put me in the dried earth and see what grows. Excellent idea. Well done
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Hi Mike. I like this very much. Don't put me in your press book, put me in the dried earth and see what grows. Excellent idea. Well done
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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I don't know how I think these ones up, it just happens. Thank you for your compliments and this review. Mike
Comment from Judian James
This was going along great and then you lost me in the last verse. The sequence of events doesn't make sense. From dried earth, to corner of room, to water and see what blooms. Tweak that a bit Mike and you've got a really good write.
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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This was going along great and then you lost me in the last verse. The sequence of events doesn't make sense. From dried earth, to corner of room, to water and see what blooms. Tweak that a bit Mike and you've got a really good write.
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Well, this time I am happy with this one. The doll and rose are both memories. I basically state that I don't want to be considered with the rest and hope that I stand out. A rose flower also contains a seed and it states that I value the experience enough, that if things should change. She what that see developes into. This one is a response of what people think about my situation locally. I really can't let myselg belive I was someone's boy toy. lol
Thank you for your compliments and this review.
Comment from Jendowoz
Nice touch to this poem Mike. A simple but important message exists here, let me grow, see me for who I am, watch me grow as a person in your presence, take a second look at me. Well that is what I got from your poem. I enjoyed reading it.
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Nice touch to this poem Mike. A simple but important message exists here, let me grow, see me for who I am, watch me grow as a person in your presence, take a second look at me. Well that is what I got from your poem. I enjoyed reading it.
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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I like this review and think it also states, don't forget, I know I stirred something in you. That nature within a girl to go through a room of dolls and somehow select one that really gets her attention. Thank you so much for your compliments and this review. Mike
Comment from vertigo50
I enjoyed this poem. It had some great images.
But the memory forever exists
in me, like a cherished rose.
For the simple reason, I can't
believe, that it was me you chose.
Maybe some day, you'll want
to take another quick look.
But please, don't put me with
the others, in your press book.
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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I enjoyed this poem. It had some great images.
But the memory forever exists
in me, like a cherished rose.
For the simple reason, I can't
believe, that it was me you chose.
Maybe some day, you'll want
to take another quick look.
But please, don't put me with
the others, in your press book.
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Thank you very much for sharing with me your favorites and the compliments. Mike
Comment from Twomoon
Mike, this was lovely and a beautiful written poem with lovely impression of adding the water to discover the beauty!! Very lovely...well, I think loving and being in love are so different!! So loving a doll and loving a man are different than being in love with a person..so much more color, bloom, and it never sits in the corner..smile..I enjoyed this poem of yours so much..thanks for the blooming tea!!smile, and I leave you with color of the autumn....much love twomoon
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Mike, this was lovely and a beautiful written poem with lovely impression of adding the water to discover the beauty!! Very lovely...well, I think loving and being in love are so different!! So loving a doll and loving a man are different than being in love with a person..so much more color, bloom, and it never sits in the corner..smile..I enjoyed this poem of yours so much..thanks for the blooming tea!!smile, and I leave you with color of the autumn....much love twomoon
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2008
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Well the doll part, is more of an attitude observation. The fflower, whether dried of fresh, is how I would love the perception to be.
Not tea flowers, but a bouquet of them, with a little flower of mint and a lilly floating on top for sweetness. I have been too, clankity-clank lately so the softer demon of leather and copper is resting where he should, in his own special room and the tea cermony begins. For this review, I light a little Shoyeido, Nokiba which translates to Moss Garden for itslight hearted background music. May only the whisperinings of fine moths, grace your beauty and spirit. Ahhh...
Two much love, Mike
I just loved the meditative dedication of this one and will rest now.
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thanks Mike I enjoyed our evening! very fine indeed............nice, now I kick back and relax..hugs twomoon
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It's about 12:30am and I just got home and plan to kick back for a little bit. My witching hours was filled by being in a confined space and changing the oil to a three hundred pound motor. I like your idea better. lol
Have a great weekend. With love, Mike
Comment from raimie
This poems speaks to me. It tells the story of a man chosen to be a lover and then thrown aside. But, the experience was so consuming, he prays to be chosen again.
No spag, beautiful flow. Creepy doll.
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2008
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This poems speaks to me. It tells the story of a man chosen to be a lover and then thrown aside. But, the experience was so consuming, he prays to be chosen again.
No spag, beautiful flow. Creepy doll.
Comment Written 26-Sep-2008
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2008
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Old, old doll. It was one of my mothers. Thank you very much for your compliments and this review. That's about the gist of this, the water being the friendship in between.
