Fay Slimm

Rookie - 102 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

A Clear Recall. - Poem by Fay Slimm

Recalling past events we often find as
Time rolls on, splint'ring golden memories
Into fragments, we need a resolutely
Patient mind, to pick thru' pieces left behind.
Then oozing love between each broken dream
We can scheme to stick the jigsaw shapes until
Quite whole and clear, we see then brilliantly,
Another stored and well-loved memory.
Contentedly, we then can live in days when
Our young love was strong, as it used to be.

Comments about A Clear Recall. by Fay Slimm

  • (12/15/2008 10:03:00 AM)

    memories...is something that gives us the hope to keep going
    10+ for this memorable poem
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  • (12/7/2008 12:30:00 PM)

    Love and remembrance-two of the greatest gifts life has to offer.
    Praise for your nostalgic write. Lovely.

    Warm regards,

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  • Loyd C. Taylor, Sr. (11/30/2008 10:42:00 AM)

    Hello Fay and what an awesome read, good work! Loyd (Report) Reply

  • (11/29/2008 7:52:00 AM)

    Flimsy boxes........treasured memories.
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  • (11/28/2008 7:14:00 PM)

    A beautifully crafted account of how loving memories are, in no small part, a product of our creativity. (Report) Reply

  • (11/28/2008 3:50:00 PM)

    Fay, I really must say that your poetry is marvellous. Like a good wine, to be savoured and in no way hurried.
    Sid xxx
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  • Tom Balch (11/26/2008 7:56:00 AM)

    Dreaming of the past is great if you can leave out the bad bits.10 from Tom (Report) Reply

  • (11/26/2008 5:00:00 AM)

    Lovely memories brought to mind here...thank you (Report) Reply

  • (11/26/2008 4:30:00 AM)

    I think as we get older we develop selective memory, glossing over the bad bits sometimes, a very good write as always Fay,
    Lynda xx
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  • (11/26/2008 4:17:00 AM)

    So true ageless one that is where I seem to be at the moment looking for something once seen, where did it go, these carelesss hands.10 +++ Chris (Report) Reply

  • (11/26/2008 4:02:00 AM)

    You can always skip to the good bit's in your minds eye... Andrew 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 26, 2008

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