Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Saturday, May 7, 2011


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 Like stars in the sky
Memories light the darkness
Help us find our way

submitted for May Poetry Challenge, Day 7, Memories at Verse in a Nutshell


Fireblossom said...

So true.

Thank you for all of your visits and comments! I appreciate them, and your cutie mouse avatar always makes me laugh.

Lena said...

That was ruddy marvellous!. I'm a night-time chic so the added image made it even more delightful!

Anarchist Girl Scout said...

This is really nice. I enjoyed this poem.

Anarchist Girl Scout said...

Oh, I think I am also send you a link to where I nominated you. http://anarchistgs.blogspot.com/2011/05/everyone-said-that-when-you-got.html

Christine said...

Really really love this, after my parents died all I did was talk about my memories of them, it was so healing.

Lisa said...

Very true statement. Love it.


trisha said...

i so, so agree with you. just loved the haiku and the cute pic.


M. A. S. said...

I've never thought of memories like that. It makes me think of a poem I wrote bout shadows. I like it. I never would have said this 38 years ago, but haikus are cool.

M. A. S. said...

I don't know if I said 38 years or days. I meant days.