21. An Ocean Of Memories
Analysis of Form and Technique
My family is the ocean around us.
My father is the hurricane,
knocking anything and everybody out of his path.
Analysis of Form and Technique
My family is the ocean around us.
My father is the hurricane,
knocking anything and everybody out of his path.
That's the same for me! Except, my younger sister is the storm haha.
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The welcome mat outside my door
is dusty, old & worn
'cuz people have been entering in
since the day that I was born
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Love is pure like a
white wedding
gown.
Love is honest and
Beautiful poetry, Veronique . . .
Love is a many splendid thing,
tho' love can also have its sting.
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The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair,
His observation omnifold,
His inquest everywhere.
A caterpillar walks in beauty
through the sunshine and the rain,
leaving sweet memories
to ease away the pain.
Don't judge my cover; it's not mine.
I was given this to wear for the duration of my time.
Over time it has become creased, ripped, and worn,
A once perfect canvas the day I was born.
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"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you may spy.
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show when you are there."
This is a beautiful poem, very beautiful! It can as well be a warning to school girls who are prone to dating those men out there. Symbolically, the spider in the poem is a male and the fly...
Water the seed, and a plant will grow.
Feed the plant, and a tree will grow.
Give a tree room, and it will bloom.
A seed to a plant,
I had an idea of what being a father was. But, as I had my own children, becoming a father made me reflect and change completely my relationship with my parents and what I conceived as being...
The eraser erased my bad habits
While the pencil drew in new ones
The glue stick glued on a whole new face
As the scissors cut away my background and past
Dear Beatrice, the friendship you have with the person who inspired you to write this poem should really be treasured because this poem is one of a kind for me. You know what? It really...
You were just another star in the sky
that happened to be in my universe
Never in a million years would we get close
This is beautiful it sounds like myself talking actually it is something I would want to say. As if its coming from my own heart. I truly enjoyed reading it.
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Though all the fates should prove unkind,
Leave not your native land behind.
The ship, becalmed, at length stands still;
The steed must rest beneath the hill;
I gracefully bloom in July,
Clothed in a delicate silk,
Fringed with a delicate lace,
Sprinkled with the color of milk.
This is a very beautiful poem. The inspiring topic and the perfect rhyme add charm to the poem. I can picture the lily standing in the field, a glimmer of beauty in its entire surroundings,...
My dear neighbor, Nellie, who is in her 80s, asked me, as I am an artist, to paint a picture for her to give to her husband for Christmas. She said he loves the poem "Here Comes the Fog" by...
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An oak tree and a rosebush grew,
Young and green together,
Talking the talk of growing things-
Wind and water and weather.