Memories
tend to last a lifetime
and are as overwhelming as sea
as the sepia sun filters through holly leaves
I remember what you said to me
wading in hushed water
when I’m gone
don’t you cry
beneath the cobalt sky
I remember how you looked at me
as beautiful mind that’s fresh, dear and untainted
as clouds echo movements of the waves
here in a world that seems
in between
dark and light
as we walked along sea
I buried thoughts that stormed within me
and tuned out conscience that slowly tugged upon sleeve
Softly glimmered the pale evening sun
as ardor held its tongue
reminisce
when alone
delicately pen down
odes fragrant as plumeria’s breath
how I wish I could persuade hours to turn their hands
Memories tend to last a lifetime
even with petals dried
as shadow
and a sigh
perhaps silent sea smiles
and with tumultuous cadence gifts
wisdom to those who ardently crash and burn
I’ll remember what you said to me
as moonbeams caress sea
Memories
Photo credits: Unsplash
Form: Triquain Crown
Posted for ‘Weekend Mini-Challenge’ @ Real Toads
and Posted on the ‘poetry pantry’ @ Poets United
To spend time by the seashore like that is excellent… I think the sea can hold your secrets and keep them as memories.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
OOH, I can see the exchange of that memory, relinquished to the sea, for it holds and returns the same in all its exquisite brilliance – there are some wonderful images in here like the clouds echoing the waves and all that crashing and burning. Also, the form reminds me of the gentle lapping of sea waves.
Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Memories of love beside the sea…….beautiful!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I love your words Sanaa, your memories of love by the wonder of that that is the sea.
“how I wish I could persuade hours to turn their hands” – I know this and often wish it too. If only…
Anna :o]
Thank you so much, Anna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Great word-craft Sanaa and a wonderful Triquain Crown
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so good to see you ❤️
There is something about walking along the shore that soothes a person – that puts one in a state of thoughtfulness, of remembering…
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Margaret ❤️
So beautifully expressed, as always – and I do like the form, which suggests to me the waves rolling in and ebbing, constantly.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I knew I could rely on you to bring romance to the seaside, Sanaa! I agree with Rosemary about the beautiful expression and the form suggesting waves. I love the memories as overwhelming as the sea and the lines:
‘… clouds echo movements of the waves
here in a world that seems
in between
dark and light’;
‘I buried thoughts that stormed within me
and tuned out conscience that slowly tugged upon sleeve’.;
and
‘even with petals dried
as shadow
and a sigh
perhaps silent sea smiles
and with tumultuous cadence gifts
wisdom to those who ardently crash and burn’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
This poem looks so beautiful on the screen – the ebb and flow of lines and thoughts. Well done, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A real delight to read 🙂
Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so good to see you ❤️
So many beautiful memories carried within. Memories for a lifetime to remember when one wants to. Your poem was nicely penned, reminiscing!
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Burying stormy thoughts is a challenge that few of us are up to, and yet it seems to be the only way that we will find peace in this troubled world.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, MMT ❤️
“I buried thoughts that stormed within me
and tuned out conscience that slowly tugged upon sleeve
Softly glimmered the pale evening sun
as ardor held its tongue”
Yes indeed sometimes the real conversation happens inside our heads and the tangible serves only to backdrop
A lovely contemplative write Sanaa
Happy you dropped by my Sunday Standard today Sanaa
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
How clever to create a concrete poem of a shell – I like how the lines all run together like sand in a timer. This line really stands out:
“wading in hushed water”
Thank you so much, Laura 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“how I wish I could persuade hours to turn their hands” I love everything about this line. The longing can’t be ignored, it makes me want to hug the speaker, to feed her my energy… until she can find a way to get what she wants so much.
Just wonderful, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Wonderful poetry, Sanaa
Thank you so much, Julian 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
I like the form you chose. The way that the lines lengthen and shorten reminds me of the ocean waves going in and out, and I like the “odes fragrant as plumeria’s breath.”
Thank you so much, Jenna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The sea is our best companion…I love your words. Beautiful! And I also loved the visual shape of your poem!
Thank you so much, Sherri 😀 so good to see you ❤️
The image of the shell caught me, almost as if it was listening to the poem below, echoing like its own voice. It gave me shivers. 🙂
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love this! Realized when I took the longest four lines, put them together, another exquisite poem was formed.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“Memories tend to last a lifetime even with petals dried
as shadow and a sigh”… this is so poignant! I love how each stanza ebbs and flows like waves of the ocean 😊
Thank you so much, Daniella 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
There is such palpable sense of longing and restraint in the folds of this lovely Triquain! I m still thinking about ‘Softly glimmered the pale evening sun as ardor held its tongue.’ Beautiful! 💙
Thank you so much, Rebecca 😀 so good to see you ❤️
What a delight the sea is for us to talk to and which not only waves back but whispers to us as it splashes over our feet and wraps us up in its arms. How easily the reader of your poetry slips into the scene and becomes a silent witness to every beautiful word.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A lovely poem … and, once again, your closing lines are indelible . You are truly gifted in endling a piece with lines that linger with your reader.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Oh!
“Softly glimmered the pale evening sun
as ardor held its tongue
reminisce
when alone
delicately pen down
odes fragrant as plumeria’s breath . . . ”
Yes. And then the wishes come …. Lovely.
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Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
odes fragrant as plumeria’s breath…. that’s what come from talking to the sea! Wistful.
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Memories do last a lifetime.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Annell ❤️
Filled with delighful rich imagery. The form suits the rhythm of the waves
Thank you so much, Rall 😀 so good to see you ❤️
this must be a difficult form to write. it’s beautiful, and i like how the poem started and ends with the same word.
“don’t you cry
beneath the cobalt sky” – such a vivid image. 🙂
Yes it was extremely challenging but also delightful as it allowed me to pour my emotions on the page ❤️
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lovely thoughts swim through your beautiful words Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Carrie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️